#'NO MY HAIR LENGTH' as if it was suddenly super short but i was being dramatic af

[magneticflower]

Getting your hair done really does boost the vibes.

#my aunt did cut off a good amount necaise split ends so at first i was like #'NO MY HAIR LENGTH' as if it was suddenly super short but i was being dramatic af #'cause my hair is still passed by butt lmao #it just looks thicker now so it was better to do it; and i got rid of my roots which were way overdo

[tlouadditc]

Hiii, first of all I love all your content. Could you pls make a one shot or a story about y/n as a cheerleader or something else and ellie as a football player in college? <3

touchdown.

college football!ellie x cheerleader!reader.

a/n: tysm for this req!! i had fun writing this even though i have no idea what goes on in sports (oops). keep that in mind so if i got something wrong, forgive me!! also ellie has the farm!ellie haircut because thats my fav ellie. anyway, enjoy <33

warnings: smut with plot, 18+ (MDNI), lowercase intended, a lil bit of fluff at the beginning [if u squint!], dirty talk (a lot of it.), daddy kink [oops!!], mean ellie, teasing, short nipple play [literally one line], ruined orgasm, no aftercare [eek.] NOT PROOFREAD LOL.

it's late august, the mild heat hitting your back as you walk to your dorms. the season officially starts in a couple of days- meaning the first football game is also gonna happen in a couple days- and you're the most worked up you've ever been. the break was nice; being able to see your family consistently for a couple months was much needed. but as you opened the door to your dorm, you realized you can't reminisce about the break. get ready for the next week.

as you begin to unpack your bags, you hear the door slightly open behind you. you smile, knowing who's there already. a familiar pair of arms wrap around your waist, pulling your hips back slightly. "she's baaaaack," ellie says quietly, kissing your neck gently as she rocks your hips side to side. you chuckle slightly, turning to look at your girlfriend. "missed you, babe," you say, fully embracing her in your arms. you feel her smile into your neck. pulling back, you give her a small peck on the cheek and admire her.

"new hair?" you question, noticing a small change; the length. she steps back, nodding. "you like it?" she says, still smiling. her auburn hair was cut right to her chin with a side part plastered into it. "i love it, actually," you declare, tucking some stray hairs back behind her pierced ears. "suits you."

she grins before sitting on your bed. "enough about my changes," she begins, "how was your break? you ready for another season of being my personal cheerleader?" you laugh, "babe, i have to cheer for everyone. but my break was good, i guess. was thinking of you the entire time."

"whaaaatever," she teases, rolling her eyes playfully. "i missed you more. almost went crazy without you." ellie was always super dramatic when it came to you; the entire break, she complained about how she was gonna die if she didn't see you in the next couple of hours. it's something you loved about her.

"oh, that reminds me," you suddenly utter, rushing to your closet to grab something. "we got new outfits!"

"oh, yeah?" ellie sat up on your bed, fully attentive to the outfit in question. "let me see it." you excitedly hold it up; a black mini pleated skirt with red glittery trim on the bottom. a matching cropped tank top came with it. it had your college's mascot plastered on the front with your last name on the back.

"wow," she clears her throat, eyes blown wide while eyeing it up and down. "i think you should t-try it on." you giggle and turn to go change.

after a couple minutes, you get it on. before you leave, you assess how it fits on you; your boobs are perfectly sitting inside the tank top, making your figure look sleek and classy. the skirt, however.. bend over and your ass is completely out. you stare at yourself, taking in everything. you snap out of your daze when you hear ellie knock on the door. "babe? you good in there?" she asks, a slight tone of concern being heard. without answering, you open the door to reveal yourself.

for a few seconds, she stands there, mouth open. no words. just admiring every part of you. she moves her hands to your sides, mouthing wow as her eyes travel up and down your body. "you like?" you ask, slightly smirking as you look into her eyes.

"god, i love it," she breathes, her eyes moving from your body up to your eyes. a hand goes to your skirt, lifting it up. "but this lil' skirt's gonna distract everyone, y'know that?"

before you can respond, someone bangs at the front door, causing you both to jump. "y/n!" they yelled, "practice is starting! hurry up!"

goddamnit, you think. you look at ellie with apologetic eyes, grabbing your stuff. almost as if she can read your mind, she goes to the door and yells, "i'll see you down there, babe. tell em' i'll be late!"

practice was boring. a lot of forced small-talk with your teammates about their break, the drills were actually ass, it was a bad start to the season. ellie, who was on the other side of the field you were practicing on, was eyeing you the entire time. the way your skirt went up and revealed your ass took away every ounce of attention that was meant for her sport.

you knew what you were doing. you felt her eyes on you the entire time. anytime you had a chance to tease her when nobody was looking, you'd flip your skirt up and play it off as you fixing your outfit.

after practice, you go back to your dorm and take a quick shower. as soon as you grab your towel, your phone vibrates.

ellie: open the door

you look at the text, confused. nonetheless, you walk to the door in your towel and look through the peephole. ellie's there, waiting impatiently. you unlock the door and twist the knob to open it.

as soon as you open it, ellie forces her way in. she pushes you onto your bed, turning back to close and lock the door. when she turns back to you, you see her dark expression. she's definitely frustrated, pissed even. before you can ask any questions, she simply states:

"you think you can tease me all day and get away with it?"

you're still confused, forgetting completely about practice. when it hits you, she has a slight smirk on her face. "yeah, you remember."

she gets on top of you, planting small, but passionate kisses from your cheeks down to your collarbone. "flipping up that small fucking skirt, thinking i wouldn't do anything to you," she mumbles, pulling down the top of your towel, exposing your breasts. she cups one in each hand, running her thumb over your nipple. "these pretty fuckin' tits," she continues, "bouncing every time you jump.. fuckin' driving me crazy, y'know?"

you whimper, getting wetter by the second. "oh, you want me to fuck you, huh?" she coos, moving down to your ear. "want me to fuck you dumb? make you cum all night?" all you can do is mumble small yes's, feeding into your submission. "oh, i know, baby."

she pulls the towel off of you, fully exposing your damp body. her hands roam from your sides down to your sopping wet cunt, earning a small gasp from you. "what? you want me to touch you here, doll?" she asks, slightly in a mocking tone. you nod feverishly, opening your legs a bit. the wetness coats your inner thighs, glistening in the light above you two.

"god, so wet just for me?" she asks, looking you in the eyes. her middle finger traces along your slit, collecting your slick on her finger. you whine, opening your legs wider so she can slip a finger in you.

"what do you want? hm?" she moves right in front of your face, keeping her middle finger at your entrance. "use your words, baby."

"p-please fuck me, ellie."

"that's not the name you use. you know that."

"fuck- please, i n-need it."

"what's my name?"

you hesitate before answering quietly, "daddy."

"that's right. good girl."

she slips her middle finger into you, earning a gasp from you as you clench around her finger. she moves it in and out as you try to gain any friction from her palm. you look so needly, so helpless in this state; it turns ellie on so much. she's just looking down at you, watching you get off like a fucking dog.

"fuck, you look so good like this baby," she whispers, teasing another finger at your entrance. you pathetically whimper and hold her arm with both hands. "you want another?"

the way she asks you is in a mocking way, making you feel dumb under her touch. but it feels to good to stop now. you nod, almost crying, chasing your orgasm.

"do you deserve it, baby?" she speaks, looking you directly in your eyes. "do you really? answer me."

she's slowing down. you beg and plead for her to keep going; all you can hear are your babbles, "pleasepleaseplease daddy, i need it, i'll be good i promise, im sorry"

"you should've thought about that before you teased me, slut."

she completely removes her fingers, making you whine in frustration. you're mad, but to be fair.. you brought it on yourself.

a/n: this took so long omg writers block is an ass. anyway. might make another part, i just need more ideas if i make another.

#tlouadditc #ellie williams smut #ellie williams #the last of us smut #ellie williams x black reader #tlou smut #tlou2 smut #ellie williams x reader

[throneofsapphics]

Heyy

Can you write a jealous smut with DarkNessian x Reader, something like the reader is at Rita's and gets a lot of attention from everyone, which makes Nesta and Cassian jealous, so they take her home immediately to show her who she belongs to 👀🤫

Plss🙃🫶🏻

theirs

Dark!Nessian x f!Reader 

(part two)

Summary: “But you like when they look at you, don’t you?” Nesta’s eyes darkened. Predatory, that’s how she looked, and you swallowed harshly. “You do,” she accused. 

Word Count: ~1.2k 

Warnings: oral, pure smut, nsfw, slight dubcon, jealousy, possessiveness, dark nessian, not proofread well, minors dni!

A/N: i can definitely see them both being super jealous, thank you for the request!  

It had taken forever to convince her to finally go out with you, for both of them to. Nesta, specifically, was more of a home-body. You went with Mor all the time, but they were always hesitant. You’d been enjoying yourself - dancing, dragging Nesta into it once in a while, even though she was a bit more formal of a dancer, you convinced her to loosen up Then - they started noticing the attention you were attracting. Maybe you liked it a bit, having several eyes on you - it boosted your confidence. Of course, you would never tell Nesta or Cassian that, that would not end well for you. You let your body sway with the music, laughing and having some drinks with your friends, introducing them to Nesta and Cassian. 

-

Two hours in, they were both seeming with jealousy. One of your close friends laid a hand on your shoulder, leaning in to tell you a joke, and you laughed, throwing your head back. That was the last straw for nesta. The gesture was too intimate, too close. The way everyone had been watching you, your friends hand on your skin. It infuriated her - and she didn't have to look at Cassian to know he was just as pissed. 

Nesta dragged you out of Rita’s. “It’s not my fault they were looking at me,” you protested. But Nesta didn’t care, she was getting you out of there - away from all of those eyes looking at you, practically undressing you. Cassian was behind you, his large frame covering your body enough others couldn’t see. They weren’t being discreet about it, not at all. 

- 

Maybe the dress you wore was a bit short. But it’s your favorite, and right now you’re praying to the mother it’s not torn off of you by the end of the night. “But you like when they look at you, don’t you?” Nesta’s eyes darkened. Predatory, that’s how she looked, and you swallowed harshly. “You do,” she accused. 

“I didn’t say that,” you protested, but Cassian swatted your ass, before scooping both of you up in his arms - headed right for the House of Wind. Normally he’d take a more scenic route, letting you look at the city from above. One of your favorite things. You felt your heart begin to thud in your chest. Whatever’s going to happen next, you’ll either love or hate it. Maybe both. 

You must’ve thought it into existence, because as soon as you were inside, the dress was torn off of you. Cassian ripped it right in half. “That. Was. My. Favorite.” You said through gritted teeth, your eyes raging. 

His eyebrows raised, giving you a look as if to say, ‘do I look like I care?’ 

Nesta caught your attention, hands gripping your waist to pull you close as she attacked your neck - biting and sucking harshly to leave dark bruises. Cassian was behind you, his hands roughly gripped your hair, arching your neck, giving Nesta more room to work. 

“Anyone can see those,” you hissed - thinking about showing up to work the next day. 

“That’s the point.” Cassian’s fingers dug into your hair more. It was painful, his grip harsh. His other hand slipped around your waist, dragging two fingers through your folds and you keened into his touch, whimpering pathetically. 

Nesta, however, caught his hand, taking his fingers into her mouth, sucking them clean. 

You felt Cassian’s hard length pressing behind you, and their hands were everywhere, dragging all over your body. 

Suddenly, it felt like too much, like everything was closing in you. “Please,” you found yourself begging, “It’s - I can’t, please” the words babbled out of you, not making any coherent sentences. 

Nesta straightened, gripping your chin between her fingers. “If you’re going to flaunt yourself around, you can deal with the consequences.” 

You let out a small whimper, and Cassian threw you over his shoulder - heading right for your bedroom. Your fists pounded against his back, avoiding his wings, and he only pinched your thigh. They were being rough, rougher than usual. It made you equally scared and aroused. 

-

They were moving so quickly you couldn’t figure out what was happening, only that you were on your knees, Cassian standing above you, and Nesta - crouched behind you, holding your arms tight behind your back. His cock pressed against your lips, insistent enough you opened - hesitantly, but he didn’t wait to shove his entire length in your mouth. You gagged, spit starting to gather around your lips, but Nesta gripped the back of your hair and pushed, forcing you to take him further and further., He started fucking your throat mercilessly,

“Breathe,” Nesta whispered in your ear, and you tried - forcing breaths in and out of your nose, just enough you wouldn’t fall unconscious. You couldn’t help wondering if they’d stop - if you did pass out. 

Then, one finger slid a long stroke through your folds, drawing a whimper out of you. You couldn’t speak, not with him thrusting down your throat, but Nesta repeated the actions, drawing your attention away as her thumb circled your clit. Your moans were enough to bring cassian over the edge, before he spilled across your chest. Nesta had stopped, just as you were teetering over your own edge.

No matter how much you scrubbed or cleaned, his scent would be there for days. 

You were struggling to catch your breath, lungs working hard to bring air back in, and two fingers tilted your chin up. “Tell me who you belong to.” His eyes were dark but half lidded with arousal, his voice low and hoarse. 

“You’ve made that obvious.” You snapped at him, turned on, but still pissed at them - for how they dragged you away. 

“Tell me.” He said through gritted teeth, and a muscle flicked in his jaw. Your lips pressed in a tight line, you wouldn’t give in. Cassian glanced over your shoulder, and Nesta was hauling you up, sitting on the edge of the bed, and throwing you over her lap.

“Don’t stop until until she says it.” You snorted, at the idea of Cassian trying to give Nesta’s orders. 

“You think this is funny, don’t you?” Nesta cooed, her hand running lightly over your bare skin. 

“No, no I don’t,” you tried to backtrack - it wasn’t what she thought it was. 

You bit your lips harshly on the first strike. She wasn’t holding back, and you’d remember them every time you sat - for days. 

It was twenty before you finally said it. “I’m yours, I’m yours, I’m yours,” you said over and over again, tears welling in your eyes. 

Nesta’s hand paused. “Whose?” 

“Nesta, you. Cassian. Both of yours.” You started sobbing, but she hit again. One. Twice. And then hauled you off, tossing you on the bed, and knelt above your face, her knees braced on either side of you, her arms clutching the headboard. 

You couldn’t catch a break, a moment to recover, before she lowered yourself. You didn’t have to do anything - except hold your tongue flat. She wanted to ride your face, to brush back and forth across you. To use you, claim you. 

Tears kept rolling down your face as you could barely breathe, but held your hands lightly to her thighs, something to keep you centered, grounded. You never had a safeword with them, never felt like you’d need it. But maybe after tonight you would.

#nessian x reader #nessian x y/n #acotar smut #acotar x reader #acotar fic #nesta archeron x reader #nesta x reader #cassian x reader #cassian x y/n #nesta archeron x y/n #nesta x y/n #I'm going right to hell

[spiderlily-w1tch-blog]

𝙰𝚖𝚊𝚓𝚒𝚔𝚒 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒 - 𝙰𝙱𝙾 𝙿𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚖𝚎𝚐𝚊

𝕎𝕀𝕊ℙ𝕊𝕀𝕄ℙ𝕊

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ft A!Kiri, A!Fatgum, A!Mirio, B!Midoriya, B!Nejire, B!Tsu; Pack Alpha!Tamaki

𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: I do not own BNHA or its characters, all credit goes to its creators and actors

WC: 1,885

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: probably cringey, 1(one) use of “Y/n”

𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔦 𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢: I’m gonna be entirely honest, I don’t remember much about writing this one because I was high off my ass for most of it lmao unfortunately I’m also not super satisfied with this one but at least some of y’all seem to like this!

【Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ】

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I panted as I bounced my hips back against Tamaki’s. He gripped my hips and used that as leverage to thrust his hips forward slightly, meeting my hips and letting his balls slap against Eijirou’s. Eijirou laid beneath me, his hands planted firmly on my tits, worshiping and laving over them with his rough tongue. Their scents enveloped me and hazed my mind further with their dominating and arousing scents mixing together, mingling with my own submissive and exultant one.

Both of their cocks slid hard and fast, in and out of me, filling me perfectly and stretching me with such a delicious burn. My eyes rolled to the back of my head when Tamaki rammed exactly into my cervix, making me lose sight of the rest of my pack.

Mirio, Izuku, Nejire, and Tsu all sat on the edge of my nest enjoying the show that our Alphas and I were putting on after already having had their rounds of pleasure with me. Each of their scents clung to me and permeated the air, filling it with the smell of sex, lust, sweat, and slick. Suddenly Taishirou took his place and kneeled in front of me, lifting my head to see his warm smile, a contrast from just how roughly he prefers to ravish my body.

“You ready, ‘Mega?” He asked and once he received a nod, he guided my lips to his rock-hard dick. Taking him in, he wasted no time in thrusting in, immediately breaching my throat. I gagged and convulsed for only a moment before I recomposed myself and breathed through my nose, “Good job, sweetheart..” He groaned out, keeping his cock down my throat for another moment before pulling back and letting me bob my head over his shaft. He let out a satisfied scent and mixed his Alpha pheromones with the other two surrounding me like a cocoon.

I moaned out around his length when I felt one of Tamaki’s hands leave my waist and made contact with my clit. He rubbed in tight circles and even slid his fingers down to massage where my cunt was so stretched full.

“Fuck… Alpha, she feels amazing… Tastes fantastic, too..” I heard Ei growl out against my skin, making sure to be loud enough that Tamaki could hear him.

“You’re right.. Kami, she feels fantastic..” Tamaki growled out in response, his instincts having taken over and left no room for timidity, “You hear that, baby? Fuck, you’re so good for us, you know? Fuck- So fucking good..” The sound of his cursing sent waves of more arousal through me and straight to my stretched cunt. In lieu of being able to answer, I simply let out whorish moans around the thick cock penetrating my throat.

From all the different sensations, Eijirou and Tamaki both pounding into me from behind, Tama’s fingers furiously rubbing over my clit, and Tai’s cock filling my mouth, I was sent hurdling over the edge. My 3rd orgasm since we began wracked through me and made my slick gush around two of my mates. My scent was that of a satisfied Omega, happy and content to be filled so well by my Alphas.

“Fuuuck, even I felt that, sweetheart..” Tai’s accented voice called from above me, his hand stroking over my hair to soothe me from my heightened senses. Tama’s fingers still slid over my clit but they let up a bit. Though the assault on my insides never ceased, I felt the base of Tama and Ei’s cocks begin to swell, signaling that their knots were forming. It seemed I wasn’t the only one to notice as I heard a short whine from the edge of my nest.

From his position below me, I felt Ei turn his head at the sound. ‘Must have been Izuku, then,’ my muddled mind was able to produce, the answer being confirmed when I smelled his wanton and desperate scent, practically begging for relief.

Glancing out the side of my eye, I could see Mirio take position behind his boyfriend and roughly slam into him, producing another loud whine, though this one was far lewder. Beside them, I could see Tsu ravaging Nejire’s pussy, her tongue likely buried deep inside her, reaching all of her sensitive spots. The sight of the rest of my pack, and partners, aroused me even further and had me focussing even more on the feeling of Tama and Ei’s growing knots.

Tama’s hand still on my waist gripped tighter as his pleasure grew from the feeling of his knot rubbing over the edge of my hole. His tight grip was sure to bruise but I was happy for that. More evidence that he’s who I belong to, such being reflected in my scent of happiness and longing. In my excitement, I circled my hips against my Alphas plowing into me.

“‘Mega.. Oh, Kami- ‘Mega, you feel so good. So good, my little Omega..” Tamaki started panting behind me. He leaned forward and pressed his chest against my back, never relenting his hard thrusts that reached the deepest parts of me, alongside Eijirou. His fingers started to work my clit harder again as he sucked and nipped at his Claim on my scent gland. He began to move upward, kissing up my jaw, and pressed a kiss to the apple of my cheek.

“My perfect little Omega.. Such a good girl.” He groaned into my ear, pressing a sweet, soft kiss to my temple. “Are you feeling good, Bunny?” He muttered softly, his sweetness persisting even though his Alpha instincts were in full effect.

“Mhmm! Mhmm!!” I cried out around Tai’s large cock that continued to bob in and out of my throat. The vibrations of my moans made Tai let out his own growled moans, keeping his hand steady, though gently, planted in my hair.

Tama pressed sweet, wet kisses to my scent gland again before he bit into it, right over his Claim, and sent another shockwave of pleasure through me, making me cry out as much as I could. I had been so focussed on the sensation of Tamaki laving over my scent gland and the dual cocks pounding into my fertile cunt that I hadn’t even realized Tai’s knot had formed. He made sure to never pop it inside my mouth but he continued to thrust into my mouth until I felt his hot cum shoot down my throat. He slid his cock out of my mouth and rested back on his haunches, panting as if he’d just run a marathon, and looking at me with lidded eyes filled with love. A scent of pure satisfaction emanated from him, making me chirp and purr in pride that I could properly satisfy my Alpha.

“Feel so perfect. So fucking perfect..” I felt, more than heard, Ei mumble around my nipple that he had clasped in his lips, staying cautious of his teeth. The more he sucked and groped at my tits, the more pleasure shot through my being. Tamaki’s thrusts got harder and faster as he approached his knot completely inflating. Ei cried out at the feeling of Tamaki’s cock dragging so hard and fast that it seemed to accelerate his knot’s growth.

The taste of Tai’s cum and the feeling of Ei’s assault on my breasts alongside Tamaki’s cock ramming into me with his head almost kissing my cervix had my eyes rolling to the back of my head as yet another orgasm claimed me, loud purrs vibrating my chest from the pleasure. My tightening cunt seemed to send Tama and Eiji hurdling to their end as they both popped their knots inside my cunt, almost immediately shooting their loads into me.

“Alpha!!!!” I screamed out in pleasure as I finally felt their hot seed filling me up and making my stomach swell even more from how full they made me. Not a single drop of their cum escaped from where both their knots were settled inside me, efficiently plugging me up and tying us together.

“You did so well, Y/n. Such a perfect Omega for us. You took all our cum inside you.” Tamaki said into my ear, his hand sliding up to where my stomach was bulging out, “Can you feel us? Right here. Our cum is all right here in your womb..” He muttered, pressing soothing kisses to his Claim which I could only assume was an angry red from his bite. A scent of satisfaction, happiness, and joy rolled off me in waves, accompanied by content purring and small chirps.

“Wanna be good.. Wanna be good for you.. Alpha..” I weakly muttered, turning my head to capture his lips in a wet, sloppy kiss. I faintly recognized Ei’s hands shifting to run soothingly up and down my sides, making sure to lightly massage any sore spots from rougher treatment, the softness shifting my purr from one of simple contentment to pure happiness from my Alpha caring for me.

“And you’re perfect, Omega. So, so perfect.” Tama responded, pressing another sweet kiss to my lips, “C’mere..” He started to shift us all gently to be laying on our sides, our legs tangled in a mess of limbs as their knots were still firmly locked inside me. At even the slightest movement, I whimpered in overstimulation from my abused cunt, still stretched almost too full.

At hearing my whimper, all of my pack immediately had their attention zeroed in on me. Their instincts were all screaming to protect me and ensure I’m alright. Sweet, soothing kisses were pressed to my shoulder and face by Tamaki and Eiji respectively as we finally got settled.

Only once Tamaki, our Head Alpha, gave the okay, did the rest of our pack move in to form a cuddle pile. Tai slid behind Ei and comfortably fit himself against his back, wrapping his long arm all the way around to hold Tamaki’s waist, using his other hand to reach and stroke my hair.

Nejire and Tsu curled up by our heads, Tai’s head ending up laid over Nejire’s stomach and Tsu laying mirroring her girlfriend, her fingers stroking lightly over my arm. They both pressed soft kisses to the top of my head and let out soothing chirps which I automatically returned.

Miri laid on his back, his side pressing against Tama with his head resting on Tsu’s thighs. Izu quickly moved to get supplies we would need to clean up and recover before slotting himself into Miri’s side, nestling into him and happily breathing his scent.

The combined scents of my pack and the sound of a collective purring all lulled me into a sense of security and calmness. Happiness wafted through the air in my scent, being met with happiness and love from the different scents surrounding me.

“My perfect little Omega,” Tamaki whispered, his instincts calming and letting his timidity resurface, though it seemed to be drowned out by exhaustion, happiness, and his ambient instincts to care for his Omega. I let out an answering chirp and rubbed over his head which he nestled into the crook of my neck, laying soft kisses to his Claim.

I let out another chirp of happiness to my Mates and my pack which they all readily returned before I drifted off into a comfortable sleep.

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𝕋𝕒𝕘𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕥:

@frosch-thefrog

#tw public sex #tw exhibitionism #cw public sex #cw exhibitionism #abo dynamics #alpha x omega #amajiki tamaki x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #spiderlily spells

[sminiac]

hiii do u have any hard thoughts on jinsik? i cant stop thinking abt him😔😔

💌 — Hello!! Of course, I’m here for you ;b

Warnings — Smur focused, MDNI.

The first thought that comes to mind is oddly enough those TikTok’s where they’re “Oooh Jinsik’s jealous” and he’s watching for example Sumin and Hyunwoo interacting with each other, it makes me think of Jinsik watching from afar, simmering in his own jealousy as you’re too caught up in Hunter’s blathering about something he quite frankly couldn’t give less of a fuck about, because how dare you not notice your super amazing sexy kind boyfriend whose squeezing his fists so tightly together that his veins lining the run of his forearms are starting to protrude out.

Hips shifting up as he becomes restless in his seat, just itching to have your hands on him.

He’d continue to suffer in silence until your peaking over at him and once that eye contacts made he’s not letting it fall short, his brows pulled together as he’s mouthing something to you but it’s so indistinct and hasty that your heads tipping to the side in confusion.

Eventually he gives up, rolling his eyes as he’s grabbing at your wrist and pulling you to the nearest empty room, “You’re awful.” He huffs, suddenly letting go of you.

“What is it this time? Was kinda busy out there sweetheart.”

“God— I know, ‘m sorry that was awful just need you to fuck me.”

When his hand comes into contact with your neck he’s much more gentle when pulling you into his lips, his kisses make your lips tingle, almost bruising, like he’s trying to forcefully melt himself into you. His heavy breaths being shortened by his own greed, yet he doesn’t waste time, his tongue dripping with saliva licking against yours, urging you to suck on it while he’s already working at the zipper of his jeans, his hands shaking, clumsy.

“Jin—”

“Please Honey, won’t last long, just— jus’ let me be yours for a second, please.” He’s such a “Honey” person it’s makes me dizzyyyyy.

He’s so sweet, especially when he’s finally got your panties pulled to the side and you’re letting him work his length through your slit. Little “Hhh— huhh”s slipping from his mouth 😣

“C’mon Jinsik, after all that this is what you wanted?”

Is whimpering when you’re the one who starts getting impatient.

Let’s the prettiest, most strained moan out when he’s finally slipping himself inside of you, the warm envelop of your cunt drooling over him as he’s working out small, hurried thrusts into you.

“Thank you, thank you—fuck! I love you, love you s’much.” He’s just the sweetest babbling mess, and just like he says, doesn’t last long at all.

His heads hung low at his shoulder, hair shielding his eyes away from your sight, so you think that he’s just watching the way his cock is just simply fucking his cum back into you, until you see his nose twitching and then the barely audible sniffles start to become louder.

“Hey, hey, oh my gosh, are you okay?” You’re pushing back his hair, softly tipping his chip up with your fingers, and that’s when the tears running down his cheeks catches at the light, the wobble to his lip becoming more intense now that you’re studying his face, trying to see what the cause of all of this could’ve been.

Through tears still thick in his throat he’s explaining to you that he just loves you, that you make him feel so good and that he just couldn’t help it, the pleasure quite literally brought tears to his eyes, ugh😞 just a big crybaby, the prettiest at that.

Loses it when you’re cupping his face, telling him you love him too as your hips start rolling into motion again.

Cue overstimulating Jinsik until there’s no more tears left to cry and he’s a twitching mess :b but Hunter’s definitely starting to become concerned at how long the two of you have been gone🤨

#jinsik xikers #ham jinsik hard hours #ham jinsik smut #ham jinsik x reader smut #xikers smut #xikers hard hours #xikers jinsik #xikers x reader #xikers imagines

[tojiswhore-nanamisslut]

A Haircut

pairing: Satosugu

warnings: N/A this is all fluff!

synopsis: Gojo chases Geto around JJ tech for attention.

word count: 700, super short drabble

a/n: I haven't posted in a while and I thought this was cute.

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Suguru didn’t trust anybody to cut his hair, especially not Satoru. 

“Stop chasing me with scissors! I’m not letting you cut my hair!” Suguru yells. 

“Aw come on, I can do it, just give me a chance!” Satoru yells back. 

Both boys were running around jujutsu tech, one was carrying scissors and the other was running for his life.

“I SAID NO SATORU!!” And with that Suguru unleashed a cursed spirit in the hopes of slowing the other boy down. Of course, it was nothing Satoru couldn’t handle and he exorcized it immediately. It was only a grade 2 after all.

“Hey no fair!! What if that killed me!?” Satoru exclaimed with a pout. 

Suguru rolled his eyes, “Aren’t we the strongest? It would take more than a grade 2 to take you out, Satoru.” 

Gojo steeled his resolve; if Suguru wanted to play that game then he would oblige him. Gojo chased him until they ended up in an open area: now it was time to strike.

“Cursed technique lapse: blue.”

Suguru was suddenly lifted up off the ground and pulled towards his friend, “Are you serious right now, Satoru!?”

Once Suguru was within range he attempted to hit Gojo, knowing he was better than him at hand-to-hand combat. But of course, Satoru had predicted this would happen and turned his infinity on, so he wasn’t able to connect. What he wouldn’t give to knock that smug grin off Satoru’s face!

“Ha! I win.” Gojo stuck his tongue out at the boy.

Suguru flipped him off and grumbled that he cheated. 

“Hey, you used your cursed technique first! So this is your fault.”

Geto glared, “UGH! FINE!”, he threw his hands up in the air, “just, don’t mess with my bangs.” he crossed his arms and looked away, pouting. 

Gojo began laughing and tossed the scissors to the side, “I don’t actually want to cut your hair. It was just fun to see you freak out and run.” 

Suguru looked at him incredulously, “You really just chased me around the school for 20 minutes for fun!?”

“Yep!” Satoru gave a satisfied pop at the end. 

“Oh my god I’m gonna....” Geto trailed off and took a deep breath, “Okay well can you at least let me down now?”

“Mmm depends...what are you gonna give me in exchange?” Gojo teased. 

Suguru sputtered, “Wha- what!? How about I beat the crap out of you. How’s that for a deal!?”

Gojo tsked, “Mmm no I don’t like that deal.” Satoru looked up as if he was thinking, hand on his chin while the other hand kept the boy floating in the air at arm's length. “Hey I know! How about you give me a kiss?” Gojo gave a sly smirk. 

Geto looked at him, slack-jawed. “Did you threaten to cut my hair and chase me around the school with scissors just so I would give you a kiss?”

At that, Gojo blushed and crossed his arms, his plan being fully seen-through, “Well, you haven’t paid any attention to me lately so I figured the only thing that would work was if I threatened to cut your hair.”

“God, you're so needy.” But Suguru’s gaze betrayed his teasing, softening and looking at Satoru like he would give him anything. And he would. 

Gojo pouted and looked away, releasing his technique and putting Suguru down. His eyes widened when Geto closed the distance between them and cupped his cheeks with both hands and kissed him. 

It was a gentle, meaningful kiss, and Gojo quickly followed suit in closing his eyes and holding Geto, feeling his hair at his fingertips. Truth be told, he would never cut Geto’s hair. He loved it too much. Especially the bang that hung down out of his bun to frame the side of his face. 

When they parted they both looked at each other and Gojo grinned again, feeling renewed.

“Hmm maybe I should have asked for more than just a kiss...” 

Suguru rolled his eyes with a smile on his face, “You can. Anytime. Just don’t chase me with scissors next time.” And he brought Satoru’s face to his own once more.

#my writing #satosugu #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #jjk fics #gojo x geto #satoru x suguru #gego #satosugu fanfic #satosugu fluff #stsg #stsg fluff #jjk fluff

[worrysomegus]

Do you have any tips or good tutorial links for getting started using the hair tools in Blender? They seem intimidating, but your models look fantastic

sorry I uuuh don't watch tutorials (evil) I just fucked around for years until it suddenly clicked. So here's a few things, not sure if they'll be useful or not

also blenders particle system fur isn't being worked on anymore and is getting glitchier by the update so maybe look into geometry node fur (I haven't) (evil) also everything under the cut is assuming you know absolutely nothing about hair

this is based on blender 3.5 btw

create a particle system, put it to your desired length (short fur is usually longer than you expect) then set the number to 0, then you can use the add tool to get a symmetrical groom

the strands you add are just to guide all the fur, in areas that curve a lot add more to prevent clipping

puff brush is best girl

once you've finished your groom you can create a weight map to control the furs density (you can also make some for clumping and randomness and shit) (I usually don't) (mostly because I'm lazy) then go to children > interpolated and select your weight map in the density zoneland, if your computers beefy and/or you want a better idea of what it will look like you can change the viewport amount of particles to 100 (or whatever)

go render properties > curves and change it to strip (you don't need to do this using cycles) then back into particle properties under hair shape to change the diameter root length from 1 to whatever looks best (uber dependent on what size your model is, I usually go with 0.08)

oh fuck I forgot to mention you gotta do different systems for the head, neck, body, whatever. It makes it easier and is better for lag

roughness is pretty important for making animal-ish fur too, here's my settings I used for making this face fur, my settings for all my particle systems are pretty consistent but it's also pretty dependent on your models size

here;s some other things I forgot and can't be bothered to go back and add

selecting this thing will let you select groups

uuuuuh I think that's it on the groom itself onto shaders

so they're pretty important to making some nice looking fur, you can make it look fine in eevee but cycles will probably always look more realistic (not to imply eevee isn't best girl it's really good at most things)

(eevee)

(cycles)

in cycles you pretty much just need a principled hair bsdf shader with a few settings tweaked (here's mine for the model above) (also make sure the fur material is different to the skin material)

so for both cycles and eevee your best friend ever is the curves info node (hair info in older versions)

all of these can be pretty useful but the most usefulest ones for me are intercept into a colour ramp makes an ombre from the roots to the tip

and random which adds variation to the strand colour

here's a little breakdown of my cycles shader for her

and eevee, they're pretty similar tbh

BUT also for eevee you need to change a few more things to give your hair weight n shit

in render properties enable ambient occlusion and bloom, then in the settings of your lights enable contact shadows

and one more important thing for nice looking hair is lighting, I find it easier in cycles because it reacts more realistically and rim lighting my beloved, but in eevee it's suuper important to making it not look flat, if doing those settings edits didn't do much it's because of your lighting

1 make your background completely black so you can see what you're doing better

2 add ONE area light and position it, pay attention to how the size, distance, and power affect things and make sure you don't make your model look flat

then you can add a rim light (duplicate the area light and reposition) if you want to give your character some extra highlighting, although good fucking luck if you're using eevee it's probably not worth doing

then you can add an hdri (super good webbed site for them) to be the fill light

having it at full strength tends to flatten the model (especially in eevee)

(cringe mode)

(yaaay)

and uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh I think that's it, I don't feel like reading all this back tbh

and please don't follow this like a loser follows the law this is just a guide and you should do whatever you find the most fun/gets the best result

ALSO ALSO don't feel upset if your first few attempts look like dogshit fur is super hard and only insane people make beautiful grooms first try

#I need to make a tag for this shit #3d blabbering #fur time #also once again I didn't watch any tutorials I could be doing this very badly and wrong #sorry for the evil rant I love talking about blender

[tynearshot]

⭐️Stardew Fanfic ⭐️

Sebastian Carpenter

December 13th. Three Days after Asking Sai out

(Here’s my shot at some creative writing, a journal entry by Sebastian. He’s taking in the fact that he and Farmer Sai are finally together and reflecting on how he developed feelings) Read more below ⬇️

I know this is just a Journal entry to myself. It feels weird but… I should say it. I’m sorry for not seeing you immediately after that night, Sai. I was just overwhelmed that you said yes. All my fantasies, that you could be with me, gained this new scary potential. Not just guilty pleasures that I could retreat to, feel shame over, then return to reality. You said yes, and then you kissed me deeply. And I kissed you back, just as deeply. I’m not… used to visualizing something and seeing it come true.

Fuck. Like, what do I do now? I can hold you now. All those times this year, when we were a hands length away from leaning on each other. Small touches, like when you grasp my shoulder or knee as you laughed. All those times I wondered “what if we went further?” Then I’d feel so fucking embarrassed. “The hell is wrong with me?” I admonished. I constantly wracked my brain wondering if your flirting had romantic motivations. But, even at my least confident, sure you couldn’t possibly feel that way about me, I’d fantasize about being with you.

The strongest urge was in summer, about a week before the Festival of The Moonlight Jellies. It was hot, even in my family’s cabin. I wanted to go hang by the lake to cool off. I left the steps of my house when you rounded the corner.

“Hee hee, surprised to see you out this early!” you chuckled. I was surprised too. Seeing you suddenly gave me that weightless feeling, so I quickly had to plant my feet.

“Yeah well, it’s hot as hell in the house. I’m gonna cool off by the lake.” I mumbled.

“Sick me too! Is it ok if I join you Seeeeba?” You sang. I think that was the first time you called me that ‘Seba.’ And hearing it in that sing-song tone, threw me the hell off guard.

“Sure.” I uttered weakly. You settled next to me by the lake. I should’ve been used to it at this point, but that day, you felt super close to me… I dunno I’m probably projecting or something.

For some reason, maybe it was the heat, I was really drinking you in. You wore a yellow-orange crop-tank top with thin straps and lived-in denim short shorts. Your hair was frizzy and shrunken from the heat, tight, dark, rich brown coils. As you were telling me you just finished pruning and watering crops, I could also see that your bangs were out and were slightly sticking to your forehead.

“One thing I miss is movie theaters, Dreadful Dead 6 is coming out next month.” Fuck, seriously? We were having a whole conversation and I was being a fucking weirdo staring at you? I pushed down the embarrassment quickly.

“I know, I wish we had one. I know a pretty reliable torrent site though” I replied. We got right into talking about horror movies after that. A common occurrence talking with you, it always feels effortless, cozy. However, my mind wandered again, I wanted to drink more of you in, greedily.

We were lying next to each other, in the grass. I looked over at you and my eye landed on your dimple, shrinking and growing as you spoke and laughed. Your eyes, big and dark sienna, looking up at that sky. Your nose, button yet aquiline. Your lips. Man. Your lips, round and full, a cool deep brown. My eyes stayed there a long time. I dared to… look at the rest of you. I’m embarrassed to even write it. I could see your belly, round with a divot highlighted by your navel ring. Dammit, body piercings are so fucking hot to me, and you proudly show off your belly and your ring. I damn near obsess over it, even now. Your legs and arms were out that day, muscled yet full and supple looking. All over, you had a sheen of a mornings worth of sweat, you glistened. We laughed and talked, I felt almost high, intoxicated.

“— Yeah, my ex hated horror movies” you spoke offhandedly. And I was drunk off of you.

“So you’re single?” a thought that dribbled out of my mouth like drool. I caught myself in my blunder but, you caught me too.

“Yeeeeeaaaah, why do you ask?” You teased. Honestly my responses to that blunder are a fucking blur to me. Hopefully, ya know, as we get closer, I’ll be less petrified by that memory.

After that though, you surprised me, further fueling my then fantasy.

“Ya know Seb, I bet you know the best spot to watch the Moonlight Jellies. Wanna be my personal tour guide?” My mind was filled to bursting, heavy with the weight of that question. Why me? What do you mean by personal? Is this a date? Or are we just hanging out? Are you teasing me? Do you hate me? Do you… like me?

A rush of questions, that became a statement: I like you. I want you. Badly. I couldn’t deny my dumb fucking fantasies. Fantasies of holding you to my middle. Fantasies of my hand cradling the nape of your neck and kissing you. Even my deeper fantasies… I won’t write them down …

Now. I’m here, the fantasies a reality. No, the reality is deeper than I’d imagined. There’s no comparison to feeling your skin on mine. Your palm is rough, but the top of your hand are like silk sheets. The small of your back is my favorite place to rest my hand. Your lips, warm, inviting, enveloping. The slight salinity from your kisses when we make out after your chores.

Heh, the fuck am I writing? I want to feel you more Sai, but the potential is so scary. Do I deserve this? Your touch and attention? I only had my fantasies and my shame. But we’re here now. You’re here now. I don’t wanna waste that. I won’t waste that. I hope you’ll be patient with me Sai. I want to be in reality with you. I’m not use to a reality like this, but fuck do I want to hold onto it. Hold onto you.

#creative writing #stardew valley #stardew fanart #sdv fanfic #stardew sebastian #stardew #stardew farmer #farmer sai #romance #sebastian #sdv headcanons #another stardew valley romcomic #romance writing

[pacific-rimbaud]

How do you imagine Draco and Hermione physically? We know he’s white blonde and she’s curly haired but do you have a specific hairstyle for them? Is Draco muscular or leaning on lanky? Is Hermione tall or short and voluptuous

So . . . DHr has a passionate love affair with the "What do you absolutely hate in a fic?" thread across multiple platforms, and if you read just one or two of them you discover there's truly nothing you can do that won't make a great many people despise your fic and probably you (other than make Hermione flawless—by all means give her Johann Goethe's mind and a runway body). Some readers get legitimately angry when you violate their personal headcanons, and readers have strong feelings around the way these characters look. I've tried to leave Hermione in particular a bit of a blank slate for this reason, even though I have a fan cast I adore. It is not Emma Watson.

But, with extreme caution, my personal headcanons under the cut:

I have a loved one with curly hair who struggles tremendously with their hair texture despite doing everything "right" to manage it, and I headcanon Hermione's hair as a similar forever war. I feel that's supported by canon. It's not a bird's nest, she keeps it clean and trimmed and styled, but it behaves differently at various points in her hormonal cycle, suddenly decides it hates previously useful products, and goes frizzy in humidity. That sort of thing. I think she'd keep it a practical medium length and wear it up/back a lot. She'd use make-up well, dress neatly and with style, get her nails done, all of that.

I see her as about the average height of a British woman, 5'5"/165cm, with a moderately curvy build on an average frame. I think she'd be fit, but also treat exercise the same way she would tooth brushing: something vitally important to her health that she gets out of the way so she can move on to other, more interesting parts of her day. She's 100% the person at work who brings a chicken salad for lunch every day, but also see her loving food just as much as literally every other human being I know.

Draco's a little easier, because unless people are in the tall/small size kink camp that was super active for a while there, they seem comfortable with a Draco described somewhere in the neighborhood of average British male height, which is 5'10"/178cm. My headcanon is that he's a little bit tall, maybe 5'11"/180cm or 6'0"/182cm. Because he's canonically an athlete and canonically self-important, I picture him as having a lean Seeker build and taking care to maintain it.

And that's about it! I don't intend any of this to be a correct answer. They're my personal preferences and headcanons, not directives. I hope everyone finds loads of fic where their beloved characters match what they see in their heads and use the exit button liberally when they don't. 💜

#you asked I answered #heacanons

[isimpfortoomanypeople]

Victory girls

Bucky Barnes x Y/N Parker (Peter Parker’s sister)

It’s 1939 London is still on its knees following the aftermath of the First World War. Life seems to be looking up for you, you have a stable job, a loyal group of friends and a handsome young man who has asked you to be his date. Blind to the fact that in a few months time your whole life would be turned upside down and everything you loved would be changed forever.

Series playlist: victory girls

A/N: welcome all to my newest fic. the final chapter of ”so this is it?” will be out this friday. But this idea wouldn’t leave me till I wrote it down. Again unsure how long this fic will be. I’m from Wales in the U.K. so I know a lot more about the Second World War in the U.K. than I do in America, the story will take place both in the U.K. following the girls lives during the blitz and the guys lives on the front line. This first chapter is set in 1939 a few months before war is declared, so consider this the happier chapter for a while. Apologises for all spelling and grammatical mistakes as I’m super dyslexic, enjoy

warnings: mentions of death, war, alcoholism, smoking and 1940s Bucky being incredibly charming he’s a warning okay.

“May come help” you called struggling with the side zip, that got caught on the ruby fabric of your tea dress. “May!” You called again raising your voice to make your voice more audible.

“I’m coming” she called back.

Staring at yourself in the full length mirror smoothing down the skirt of your dress. You had to look perfect tonight as it wasn’t any night a fine dashing young man asked you to dance at the Palais. You gave yourself a large toothy grin to check if there was any lipstick on your teeth, your mind drifted towards a fine looking brunette man. Your thoughts were cut short by Aunt May opening the door.

“I’m here, what’s the issue?” Breathlessly she asked, holding her hand to her chest in order to steady her racing heart. You lifted up your arms to reveal the stuck zipper.

“Ooh now I see why” she winked at you, “look at you dressed like a jewel, if I didn’t know any better I’d say that you’re going to meet a boy”. “Aunt May!” you felt your cheeks grow red as the room suddenly grew in temperature. “So, who is it?” “Well I met him working at Mrs O’Sullivan’s grocery, he came in with his gentleman charm that made me want to melt on the spot, the way he spoke to me like I was the only girl he had ever laid his eyes on. God sure did bless him on his looks, he has luscious brunette hair with a face that was chiselled to the gods. He told me I was the prettiest belle he has ever laid his eyes on and how he’ll take me dancing at 8. Oh aunt May I felt like I could of died and went to heaven, like god had made the ideal man for me” you squealed feeling your body become over powered with your giddy energy.

Aunt May fixed the zip and looked at you with adoring eyes that became glassy with her tears of joy. “Oh darling if only your mother could see you, you’re the spitting image of her” she smiled appreciating your whole image, the way the dress emphasises your physique and how the red complimented your skin tone. “Now go out and enjoy yourself, but remember one kiss and that’s it, you want to keep him wanting more”

“Now who is going to be kissing who!” Peter stormed in your room doing his best impression of being intimidating, but being 5 years younger than you couldn’t help but laugh at him, he can try to be intimidating but he’s still your baby brother.

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You and Peter have been through a lot since the day you were both born, the city of london that you both called home was still in ruins from the First World War. Construction was happening on every corner that you looked upon, but the city was far from repaired, each street told the story of the terrors that people would rather forget.

Your mother died during childbirth to Peter, you were five at the time but you could never forget her blood curdling screams or the corpse like expression your farther face held when he walked out of her room. Your father drown his sorrows in liquor from losing his beloved, he never became violent to you both ,but when you had to steal food from the local greengrocers to feed you and Peter that it was the final straw, this was not the home he should live in. Your farther succumbed to polio 5 years after your mother’s death.

You remember the day your father was pronounced dead, tearful that your father was gone but the looming threat held over your head that you both maybe separated, as where are you both to live now? Peter was 5 but you were 8, because of your age difference Peter would be adopted into a nice family. While you on the other hand would be left in the orphanage till you were old enough to provide for yourself as the system preferred younger children. You clutched onto Peter tightly tears forming in your eyes as scary men in suits walked towards you both, believing that this was the last time you’ll ever see Peter again.

Luckily for you both you had an aunt on your mother’s side called May who gladly accepted you both with open arms. Being a widower and unable to bare children, she was more than happy for you to become her family and vowed to keep you both safe, and here you were 13 years later and you both couldn’t be happier.

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You chuckled ruffling your brother’s styled hair, “it is none of your business” “Yes it is as aunt May has asked me to escort you” “What! May really?” You pouted, hoping that your puppy dog eyes would melt away down to aunt May’s heart. “The moment you said you were going dancing with “some friends” I knew there was a man involved, I wasn’t born yesterday miss” “But Wanda will be there and Nat too” “And Wanda is dating Samuel Wilson and last weekend Nat was spotted kissing Steven Rodgers, no arguments Peter is going with you and will make sure your home by eleven pm sharp-“ “But aunt May-“ “No buts Y/N, and that’s final” she stated walking out of your room.

You stared at Peter and rolled your eyes at him, clasping a Pearl necklace around your neck. “This better not be this Barnes, I’m serious Y/N he’s bad news” “My lips are sealed” you smirked, adjusting your hair to look perfect. “Hm” Peter hummed not looking too convinced, “did you have to mess up my hair?” He complained gelling his hair back into place. “Since when did you care about the way you looked-“ your voice went quiet when it dawn on you. Your little brother is not going just to look after you, but rather he is going for someone else. Your eyes grew wide and your face grew into an excitable smile. “Peter who is she?” You squealed “There’s no- one” he stuttered looking embarrassed, suddenly the carpet looked fascinating to him. He playfully slapped your arm “wipe that smile off your face Y/N”

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“There she is!” Wanda screamed when she saw you in the dance hall, she crushed you between her arms in a hug so tight you swear you could feel your rib cage crack. “Stop wands, let the girl breathe” laughed Nat. Wanda placed you back on the ground, you beamed back at both of your friends. “Well girls for once I actually have a date for tonight” The two redheads let out a girlish scream of delight as they cupped their mouths in disbelief. “So the ice queen has a heart” Nat laughed “I’m very particular in the men I amuse” “So particular that all the men in the dance hall won’t dance with her as she’s rejected them all” You huffed and softly slapped them both on the hands.

“There you are. Doll you look beautiful, truly a sight to behold. Can I ask you to dance? That’s not if I’m intruding something?” Asked a very handsome looking Bucky barnes. You can’t help but admire him, he looked ravishing in his navy blue suit and neatly kept brown hair. His blue steel eyes drew you in captivated by his warm gaze.

“Pick your jaw off the floor” Nat whispered sharply down your ear. “Erm yes” you stuttered, you felt your face warm with embarrassment. “I mean no you’re not disturbing anything, I’d love to dance with you Bucky” “Oh trust me doll the pleasure is all mine” he kissed your hand and lead you towards the dance floor. You gazed over at Wanda and Nat who looked at you with elation. You blushed smiling back at the handsome man who asked you to be his date.

He led you to the middle of the dance floor, the band started to play a high energy swing song. He pulled you close to him that you could feel his heat radiating into your skin. You inhaled his scent, he smelt of smoke mixed with whiskey. Maybe Peter was right? Maybe he was bad news? But you were too drunk on him to care.

“So tell me doll, why is a woman as beautiful as yourself doing without a fella to take you out dancing?” He asked throwing you in to a twirl that ended up with you two being dangerously close. “Well I suppose I’ve never met the right man” you flirted looking back into his steel blue eyes, the blue of his eyes drew you in and now you don’t know if you’ll ever be released from their grip again. “Maybe I could be the one” he whispered, his breath dangerously close to your lips, it took every part of you not to melt onto his lips.

The band’s song drew to an end, the couples on the floor cleared the floor to catch their breaths before the next song came on. Bucky rummage through his blazer pocket fishing out a beautiful silver cigarette box, that had roses engraved on the front. “Doll care to join me for a smoke? I’d love to get to know you somewhere a little less noisy” You chuckled and threaded your fingers between his, “lead the way”. This Barnes boy that you’ve only met for 5 minutes but you were all ready falling for him.

There was a few people finishing the ends of their cigarettes when you both walked outside the dance hall. It was peaceful and the stars illuminated the night sky it felt beautiful and romantic.

He placed a cigarette in your fingers and lit it with his zippo before lighting his own. He left out a sigh as the smoke escaped his lips. “How long have you been working at O’Sullivan’s?” “For 5 years, as soon as I left school I started to work there to help my aunt. My aunt took in my brother Peter and I since I was 8 years old, she works as a seamstress in some boutique down the road, she’s always been so selfless trying to provide a good life for us. Plus my brother is finishing his studies he’s a smart kid and he has some real potential to go into university so I’ve been saving some of my wages for that too” you took a a deep inhale at your cigarette hoping that wasn’t too much information to throw at a person you’ve just met.

Hi eyes met yours with a soft kindness reflecting in them. “That’s incredibly sweet doll, you’re truly a smart, kind, generous bold young woman. How did I get so lucky finding someone like you” he smiled, lifting your hand to meet his lips. His lips left you within a trance, completely enchanted by him. You forgot how to breathe, he made your whole body forget how to function, you blushed bringing your hands to your cheeks to disguise your redden cheeks. “You’re cute doll” he chuckled at your coyness.

You both stayed outside the dancehall for a few moments longer. You learnt that he lives with his parents in a flat near Covent Garden, he’s currently in university studying law in hopes to one day take over his farther’s firm. He’s a charming young man who knew the right things to say to make you blush. He is the sort of man that poets write about, the type of man you thought who could only exists in fairytales. But your Prince Charming was real and his name was James Buchanan Barnes.

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Peter stood at the side of the dance floor watching a pretty young girl called MJ she was the same age as Peter, her dark hair styled in curls that framed her face. The teal dress she wore compliment her so well that it held Peter captivated by her every move. The way she danced was effortless, her smile radiated her beauty further. Safe to say Peter was infatuated with her.

They both attended the same school, he watched MJ from afar. Noticing all the little things about her that made his heart melt. The way she scrunches her nose when she’s thinking or how her eyes crinkle at the sides when she is truly happy. But he was too much of a coward to say anything to her so he stared at her from a far longing for the day when she’ll finally notice him back.

The band finished playing the song she was dancing to, the man who was dancing with her departed his ways from MJ and whispered something in her ear that made her laugh. This fuelled the rage growing in the pit of Peter’s stomach, he needed to make his move now or he never will.

“Hi… erm MJ?” He stuttered for she truly did take his breath away, his words broke upon exiting and so did his confidence. She turned around to see a very flustered looking Peter who awkwardly looked at the ground. Great Peter thought, she thinks you’re a train wreck, she’ll probably never talk to you again.

“Peter is it?” She smiled at the adorable brunette, she found something about his timidness endearing. “Yes it is” surprise flooded his voice, she actually knows who he is, she actually recognises the boy who blends into the background too awkward to say a word to her. “I want.. I want..” he rubbed the back of his neck, the words he wanted to say got trapped in his throat making him choke on his own embarrassment. “You want to know if I would like to dance with you?” He nodded, his words failing him. He’s never felt like this about anyone so he didn’t know what was the correct etiquette for these sorts of things. She smiled and her eyes crinkled, the way Peter was acting made her melt. She spoke to many gentleman tonight who had silver tongues who were recycling the same cheesy lines on every girl here tonight. But Peter, he made her feel like she was the only one he has ever laid eyes on, that he only wanted her and no one else. She felt beautiful and special. She laced her fingers through Peter’s “I’d love to dance with you”

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You walked back into the dancehall with your arm linked around Bucky’s, it was clear to anyone around you that you were both smitten with each other.

“Hey Buck, who’s this fine looking belle?”

You turned to face a blonde haired man who had piercing green eyes who held a teasing grin on his face.

“Steve, this is Y/N I met her at O’Sullivans” “Oh this is the girl who you can’t shut up about” Bucky scoffed, playfully punching Steve’s arm. “It’s a pleasure to meet you Y/N, I’m Steve Rogers” “Wait do you know Nat? Natasha Romanoff?” “Yes I do, she’s my girl, why do you know her?”

A small squeal drew your attention from Steve as a giddy Nat ran up to you, with a loved up Wanda following suit with her hands enclosed with Sam Wilson’s. “So this is the fine man who cracked our ice queen’s heart” Nat laughed looking Bucky up and down to make sure he was a good match for her dear friend. “Hey darling” Steve cooed pulling Nat in close and kissed her on her forehead, Natasha was a woman who claimed that relationships was not for her, but in that moment when Steve’s lips pressed against her head she melted into his arms.

“I’m going to guess you know each other?” Bucky laughed drawing you even closer to his side. “Yes we do” Wanda spoke, finally drawing her eyes away from Sam’s lips. “We’ve been friends since school and became inseparable ever since” Sam let out a hearty laugh “What a small world as us men met at university 4 months ago, a group of friends dating each other what’s the odds” His laugh was reciprocated by everyone else.

Sam had a bright charismatic personality, that in the month he has dated Wanda she has already came out of her shell and was more brighter and confident within herself. They were clearly a perfect match.

“We should all go on a triple date, I’ve heard that murder in Soho is the must watch film right now” suggested Nat, all 6 of them agreed, Sam made a comment about how it was the perfect opportunity to spend two hours snuggling up to Wanda which in return made her as red as her hair.

Bucky’s eyes met yours, he lent into you and softly spoke “so doll, is there a second date?” Your heart burst on the spot, you felt your body shake in pure delight for this Prince Charming has asked you to be his princess. You giggled as your cheeks grew the same shade of rouge as it did outside. “I’d love to Bucky” “You’ve just made me the happiest man in the world doll”

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The band was packing up their instruments and the couples were far gone, Sam walked Wanda back to her house, while Steve and Nat snuck into Steve’s room without his parents noticing, Nat made you promise if her parents asked she staid with you for the evening.

“Can I walk you home doll?” Bucky asked looking at you into a sense of awe like his whole senses were captivated by your essence. “Yes, but I need to find my brother first”

You found Peter in the corner of the dance floor next to a giggling girl, she was extremely pretty and your brother seemed infatuated by her. “Hey Peter I’m going, Bucky is going to walk me home” Peter pursed his lips shooting Bucky a death stare, he still doesn’t approve of your company. “Fine, but if he ever tries any funny business I’ll knock him square out” he stated. You chuckled “yes message received, it’s great to meet you.. erm-“ “MJ” “Well MJ I hope that my brother walks you home safe and if he tries any funny business I’ll knock him square out” you stated impersonating Peter, MJ let out a chuckle while Peter gave you a glare. “Bye Peter” you gave your brother a quick hug before walking over to Bucky, you linked your arm with his. “Now doll shall we go?”

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“Here’s my home, thanks for walking me” “The pleasure was all mine doll, thanks for allowing me to take you dancing I had an amazing time” “Me too, is it bad that I’m already planning our second date?” You felt your cheeks redden again in embarrassment. “Not at all doll because I was going to ask you if you were free next Friday at 8”

The silence that followed was built with pent up romantic tension from both parties, each unsure if they should close this distance between them both. Bucky finally took the reins and pulled your face close to his, your lips melted against each other’s. It felt like everything else in this world didn’t matter as you had someone who wanted you, it felt like this man was made for you. Bucky was your happily ever after.

“Goodnight doll” he smiled against your lips. “Goodnight Bucky” you smiled back at him.

A/N: did I make this chapter incredibly self indulgent so I could imagine Bucky being this smooth to me? Yes, yes I did. Also how cute are Peter and MJ? If you want to be in my tag list for this fic let me know. I’ll see you in the next chapter

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[aredlemon]

I had a weird ass dream. (Probably nightmare)

I was at some place, like my grandma’s house, and I was so paranoid that someone was watching me. Then the same at my home. I looked at a specific spot, next to my desk chair, and there was nothing at first. When I looked away slightly and ten back I saw a figure, mostly obstructed by the darkness of the room. I panicked and stared at it intensely. The same thing kept happening. Outside, at my nan’s home, in a gigantic church. I specifically remember that I was at a big town square, full of people, and noticed the same figure.

Now as far as I knew the way this thing worked was like this:

1) It could transform into an item and move as said item (something like prop hunt)

2) When directly stared at, item form or not, it couldn’t cause any harm nor move (exceptions happened cause this was a dream)

3) I don’t believe it ever completely left, just followed me around

So when I noticed it I ran into the church (absolutely huge, with red carpet and like chandeliers), falling to my knees, and begging a priest(?) to get rid of it. I don’t remember what he said but essentially he couldn’t do anything. Few days pass and it keeps following me. I try to touch it at its item form, it moved around and I freaked. I specifically remember it being a water bottle and going into a shopping bag with other water bottles and moving around whilst I tried to touch it. It was like a snake as it moved but I kept going, the bottle bouncing around in the bag.

Then I was at my other grandma’s house, some other people that had been accommodating me there too. We had a minuscule version on the circus baby plushy except it was a robot, around the length of your calf, and we gave it a water of bottle. As I would turn away from the door so the thing entered and moved closer, we controlled the robot to splash the water at it. I don’t think it did much, just disturbed it.

When I was at a specific museum-like place, something like the wax one, I was struggling with it, paranoia on full, as I kept trying to locate it so it didn’t move. Then I was suddenly back at my first grandma’s house and I was watching it as it in the form of a sandwich. Something happens and I look away for a moment. Then I realise I’ve screwed up. I start spinning like a freaking ballerina to have a 360 vision of the room, making sure I catch it moving.

I don’t particularly remember how I went about it but I tamed it. I think something happened and I was able to, not exactly, control it, but still have it follow my commands. He was like a friend. I believe I talked to it and pleaded with it and it kinda listened. It still appeared and almost made me have a heart attack each time but it also appeared when I called it. Sometimes it took its sweet ol’ time. I remember it changing the way it dressed and I just snapped my fingers to make it wear what I wanted. We were out on the same town square and it appeared not wearing the outfit I had chosen and I just looked at it smugly before changing it.

Also, it wasn’t like a super duper scary monster, like the mandela catalogue and its creepy shadow people, rather just a dude.

He was like 1,70 cm, brown short hair (slightly fluffy too), white but not pale, brown eyes I think. His voice was like any other dude you hear, although I think he was British? Scariest part about the dream. He kinda looked like the actor who played that main demon dude bro in the good place, the one who came to get Eleanor. Anyway, we ended up getting along. A relationship like Narrator and Stanley kinda, we both hated each other but kept interacting.

So yeah, I met this sleep paralysis demon and ended up becoming co-dependant frenemies.

#so yeah it was a pretty weird dream #I’m thinking of drawing him #this was an experience #10/10 would recommend #one time i dreamt #dream #nightmare #my dreams #relatable

[no-vamos]

So

Last night this morning I had a really strange dream that woke me up and basically

Also this is the second time I’ve had a dream about CB like I actually can’t this never happens I never dream about my crushes

So it’s hard to explain the basic plot of said dream but at one point I “run” into him and we start a conversation and for some fucking reason his dad is also there??? For context his dad is a teacher at our school and his family goes to my church

Anyways so his dad is there like hi mr b and he’s kinda watching our conversation and like c and I are going back and forth about something and this is when my dream gets kinda lucid bc I distinctly remember being able to control my dream expression but I also remember being able to tell what Mr b was thinking and c not hearing it or something??

Regardless so we’re going back and forth and Mr b starts making this face/thinking “oh you definitely like my son” and I’m like forcing my dream expression to stay neutral/positive and continue carrying on the conversation with c but like dear god

Why do I have a crush on him and why is it so strong lmao

Anywayssss

I’m also like super deprived of interactions with him it’s really sad

But during choir

I was trying to walk to my seat and he was trying to get across the room and we were in each others ways and so we kinda just ended up staring at each other like waiting for the other to move and I’m like “sorry” and I can’t remember if he said “oh it’s fine” or “sorry” but I’m gonna go with the first one bc that’s more his style ngl

But like

There was room

For him to go around me

We did not need to have that stare off

And I’m like exaggerating this a bit but it genuinely did not last more than 10 seconds but just the pause… it felt a lot longer than that. Especially bc he could’ve just gone around me

Idk if it’s like a habitual thing for him to go on that exact path orrrr if he was waiting for me to metaphorically make the first move

Idk but I’m still thinking about it now

OH and yesterday, I got out of school late and while I was driving home I was driving next to the xc team and one of my friends is an absolutely amazing runner her form is incredible I just have to like pause and comment on that

But it was funny bc for some reason running is kinda a turnoff for me? Like running is so awkward imo

But for some reason, when I was watching him run, the very first thought I had was “oh his children will have a good build” like wtf??!? Why did I think that??? I mean he’s tall (do I like him or is he just tall) and his hair is like super fucking pretty I like desperately wanna ask him what he does with it bc tbh he probably has no clue what a hair routine is and yet his curls??? Are so nice??? And defined?? Confusion??? It’s probably bc he’s always wearing a baseball hat to keep his hair out of his face

THATS ANOTHER THING if he doesn’t like his hair in his face why doesn’t he cut it. There has to be a reason. It can’t be maintenance bc maintaining short hair is much easier than the shoulder length curls he currently has

Anyways I could ramble about his hair quite a lot (it’s also a really nice dirty blonde kinda wheatish idk I think it’s pretty)

But he’s tall and skinny and when he runs he really uses his height and dear god there was a part of me that found it attractive and another part that wishes I didn’t bc there’s literally nothing attractive besides the fact he has good genes

Like why am I suddenly a post plague eldest daughter wishing to marry a man with good physical genes for survival. Why am I evaluating a potential suitor based on their physical attributes

Like not to hate on main but if he wasn’t tall he’d be built like a sickly Victorian child lmao

He’s a stereotypical xc runner - tall and lean

Very aerodynamic lmao

But somehow that’s attractive but also not idk

I just wish

We could interact more

I want his attention I want to ask what he thinks of me platonically or not

I’ve had brief not actual interactions with him pre choir. Like talking in his general vicinity but to another person

Idk I’m desperate highkey

Argh until another day

#crush thoughts #do I like him or is he tall #do I like him or his hair #idk #i’m desperate #is staying delulu the solulu #it’s the delusionship for me highkey #I like him #but I also like the fact that he’s secure #as an idea #ya know #or does that make sense #who knows

[jongseongsnudes]

Your reaction works always make me feel so slutty for the hyung line even though my bias is Sunoo! I keep thinking about the hyungs being hard doms , especially Hoonie. He would get so pissed off and jealous if his S/o flirted with his members (not purposefully ofc) and he would punish her for being bad. Oohhhhhh I am getting worked up haha what are your thoughts??

(btw English is not my first language sorry for mistakes)

your english is perfect! 🥰

omg yessss! personally i think all of the hyung line is a dom in some way, some more than others but sunghoon definitely stands out for me as a hard dom. i wasnt going to write a short smut for this ask but i did lmao

(dom sunghoon smut under cut 😉 warning; use of slut, so if youre uncomrortable, dont read!)

imagine if you were dating him and you’re at their dorms, hanging out with him and jake and sunghoon notices how you’re a little bit touchier with jake. often laughing way too hard at jake’s jokes, your body even leaning closely against the boy. sunghoon would instantly be annoyed at the sight but kept his cool, only sending you a raised brow but you don't pay much attention. he had been so tired from work the whole week and wanted to spend time with you but here you were, flirting with his best friend.

then he catches you leaning on jake again, your hand even resting on the boy's lap and that was it for sunghoon. he immediately gets up from the couch and grabs your wrist, pulling you towards the bedroom. he'll have you pushed up against the closed door, his eyes glaring down at you in the dimly lit room.

"you think you can just flirt with my best friend and get away with it? you don't think i noticed?"

he'd push you down onto the ground and demand for you to take his pants off before shoving his dick in your mouth, fucking your mouth roughly with his hand gripped in your hair until he cums. you try to swallow it all but some of it drips down your chin. he'd only smirk at his mess on you, pleased to have you so submissive, kneeling for him.

you think he's finished??? NOPE. the boy then pulls you up again and turns you around before pushing you harshly against the door. his body is pressed against yours, his hands gripping onto your waist as his lips kisses the tip of your ear.

"you're such a slut," you can feel him smirking as a low chuckle passes through his lips, "you've been all over jake since the moment you came over. why? do you perhaps want him to fuck you? do i not fuck you enough?"

"no- sunghoon i wasn't flirting with him-" oh yes you were. you knew sunghoon got jealous easily yet you were daring enough to laugh waaaaaay too hard at jake's jokes. not your fault jake was being super funny today 🤷‍♂️

"let me remind you who you fucking belong to."

his hand quickly pulls up your dress and rids of your panties before he shoves his hard length into you from behind without notice. a throaty moan rips from your lips at the sudden stretch around his thickness, your hands clawing at the door and tears prickling in the corners of your eyes.

"so fucking tight."

sunghoon grunts against the back of your neck as his arm circles your waist to pull you back more against his dick. the man begins to jerk forwards, pounding into you at such a hasty pace that has you immediately seeing white. as much as you don't want to be loud (because jake is still outside and has probably heard everything by now), your boyfriend's rough thrusts were making you feel so undeniably good that you became a whimpering mess almost instantly.

"only i can fuck you like this. this pussy is mine, this body is mine. you are mine. do you fucking understand?"

"ye- yes! park sunghoon i'm yours!"

the man soon spills his load into you for the second time, filling you up to the brim as you also cum. profanity and his name is all you can manage to mutter, your body now so sore and weak but luckily your boyfriend's arm is still around you to keep you up.

you were just so exhausted to care when your boyfriend suddenly lifts your body and places you in the comfort of his bed. you were just so ready to pass out...

"oh sweetheart, you think i'm done with you?" sunghoon chuckles lowly against your ear as he moves to hover over your body, "we are just getting started."

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it's 6am i shouldn't be thinking of harddom!sunghoon lmao

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[isabunbun]

Undercover (Bucky Barnes au Imagine)

Sumarry: Bucky was assigned on a mission where he had to go undercover as a girl and attend an all girls College University. But plans turned out differently when he didn't expect to catch feelings for his roomate, Y/n.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Warnings: slight buLLying/b0dyshaming. that's pretty much it. the rest is fluff ♡

HI! this one was inspired by one of my favourite movies, 'She's The Man'. Hope you guys like this one ♡

☆☆☆

"I just can't believe you agreed to this mission" Sam almost crying out of laughter tells Bucky.

"I didn't, idiot. I had to, Fury would kill me. Who am i to say no anyway?"

Sam then suddenly turns serious, "Sorry, man."

Bucky gives him a small smile in return. "Don't be, i gotta earn something to be on this team."

It was pretty much safe to say that the team weren't very fond of having Bucky around. Even Fury, probably also why there's a small part where he intentionally gave this mission to Bucky. That and the other part being all the other women on the team already had too much mission on their plate.

Bucky just moving in to the compound, he didn't really have much going on. Of course he needed some work going on too. And he also knew that. So to not feel like a burden and to have some distraction, he took the mission.

☆☆☆

"You need to drink that capsule Bruce gave you now" Fury instructs Bucky as the day of the mission was in a few hours.

Bruce with the help of Helen, made some sort of magic capsule which helps Bucky turn into his opposite gender.

His transformation was a success, he still was somewhat big compared to a normal female, most probably because of his super soldier serum, his hair was shoulder length and a bit curly.

Everything was so far so good, and now they've arrived at the University.

"See you when you've done your job, Barnes. Don't take too long or you can stay here forever." Fury telling Bucky off as he exits the car door.

Bucky was pretty confident on the mission. What could possibly go wrong? All he had to do was pretend to be a girl for some time until he gets the information that he needs from the school's admin.

As Bucky walked around the campus, almost everyone's eyes followed him. A new face. The potion didn't really shrink his height that much too.

Now he felt a bit anxious. There's no way his covers gonna blow right? What could possibly go wrong?

After administering, he's now headed to the female dormitory. Each room had two girls in it. Two seperate beds, and one common bathroom.

Arriving at the dorm building, he walks down the hallway, it was pretty chaotic for a girl's dormitory. Or so atleast he thought. It probably still hasn't grasp his mind that times have changed and not all women are feminine and proper like the old days.

And he actually likes it. There were girls wearing soccer uniforms, basketball uniforms, almost everyone had their hair cut in every length, a lot of them had very short boy cut liked hair. Oh he definitely feels better now. He felt like he didn't have to worry about how to act. Maybe times have changed, and he's living for this open minded generation.

His thoughts stopped as he saw his room number '203' on one door, 'here we go' he thought.

Opening the door, he immediately turns his back to close it, his eyes not looking right at what's inside right away.

As he closed the door he turns around, eyes landing on you.

Oh boy.

Sweetheart, were you drop dead gorgeous.

And he knew he fucked up, this was going go be a lot harder than expected.

"H-hey!" Bucky smiles out to you and waved his hand.

You gave him back a sweet smile. You were also wearing the school's uniform like him. You had ruffled socks paired with a bit high black heels- appropriate but still hot enough for a school shoes. Your hair was looking stunning and soft to touch. You had soft layered ones with your ends curled up a bit and some curtain bangs.

Bucky somewhat expected for another roomate, you looked sweet and soft. You look beautiful. How can he stay with you in one room?

You were also unpacking your things when he arrived. Your side was on the right, his on the left.

Ignoring the fact that his heart weirdly skipped a beat from your welcoming smile, he funnily jogs over to his side ( more like trying to imitate how he thinks a girl walk excitedly), dropping his suitcase on the bed.

"Girlll, am i excited to start this school year" Bucky trying to sound "girly" strikes up a conversation with you.

You chuckle at his comment. "What's your name?"

He looks at you smiling widely, happy to answer your question.

"I'm Jamie Barnes, but you can call me Bucky!"

"I'm Y/F/N, nice to meet you, Bucky" You say as you give him another one of your angelic smile.

"What a lovely name, just like you." Now the last part wasn't really intentional, but you didn't seem to mind which he's thankful for.

"Oh. That's sweet of you to say, Bucky. Thank You!" You slightly blush at his compliment taken aback but thank him anyway.

☆☆☆

Night came and Bucky had to wait till curfew to shower alone considering it was a common shower and the transformation spell was about to wear off soon.

He was ready to take off his robe when Monique, the school's very own Regina George came.

"Ugh, wear the bathroom slippers! Only take it off when you're in the shower, fatass." Monique disgustingly told Bucky seeing he wasn't wearing any slippers in the bathroom. You entered the scene in the midst of her rant and as she finished that last sentence you grab the towel that wrapped around your hair and flicked the back of her head with it and kept walking off to the sink.

"Jesus, Y/n! What the heck was that for?!" You giggle slightly at her and Bucky gathered his things ready to leave the scene.

Not gonna lie, Monique's rude comment got him. He was thankful for you being there.

"I'll go ahead.." Bucky rambles jogging out the bathroom.

You somewhat felt that Monique's rude comment hurt him and that made you upset for him. He seemed like a nice person, no one deserves to insulted like that.

"You could've told her off nicely you know? The bodyshaming was uncalled for." You open up as you turn one showerhead on warming the water up.

"Come on, have you seen how she looks like? She could count as a man, honestly speaking." Monique comes up with another offensive comment as she rolls her hair with hair rollers.

"She looks fine and normal. You should just worry about yourself. Your looks are all good and fine but your personality is trash, I'd honestly work on that more."

Your truth be told remark seemed to have pissed Monique off as she growled before storming off the bathroom.

Finishing your shower you head back to yoyour shared dorm room. Entering, you see Bucky sitting with his head down, his toiletries still on his hand.

Hearing you come in he looks up with a soft smile.

"Bathroom's all yours now. I don't think someone else is gonna shower this time anymore, you're good to go." You tell him.

Bucky's heart softened at what you said. You only thought he probably wasn't comfortable with showering in public with others that's why you told him that.

Standing up, Bucky turns to you before leaving the room. You, sitting on your vanity chair, combing your hair.

"I overheard your conversation with Monique earlier when i left. Thank You for that, Y/n. It means a lot." Before you could even say anything he had already left the room. Too shy to hear what you have to say.

You just smiled at him leaving. You thought it was the bare minimum to call Monique out for her rude comment. But seeing how Bucky reacted, it made you happy.

Bucky finishing his shower, walks back to your shared dorm room.

As he went inside he sees your night lamp already off and you asleep on your bed.

He carefully puts down his toiletries away and crawled to bed, careful not to make any noise to cause disturbance.

Your back was facing him and he could see your bare shoulder, you were wearing a lacy sleeveless top and had the covers tucked under your arms.

Your skin looked smooth, he thought. Before going to sleep he picks up his phone, reporting for the day about the mission to Fury.

☆☆☆

"You going to the carnival on Sunday, Y/n?" Bucky asks as you were doing your homework.

"Yeah! I'm going with my friends, you?"

"Not sure, i don't really have anyone to go with" Bucky says scratching the back of his head.

"Come with me and my friends then! They'd be happy to meet you!" You offered.

"Really? I mean.. sure! why not?" Bucky smiles at you as you did too. Feeling excited to get to hang out with Bucky.

☆☆☆

The day of The Carnival finally came and Bucky was nervous.

He was looking forward to this day to get to hang out with you but unfortunately he ran out of the magic tablets.

The magic was about to wear off sooner or later. And you had noticed he was off than usual. Even your friends questioned your friendship with him and you bringing him around.

All of you were getting ice cream when you were about to ask Bucky what flavor he would like, he was gone.

"Where'd your friend go?" one of your friends, Summer asked.

"I- i don't know. I didn't even notice her leave" You mumble in disappointment.

"Well, she didn't even tell you. Not liking her very much."

You sigh at Summer's comment, not knowing what to say considering she was right after all.

Meanwhile Bucky on the other hand, spell wore off, hence he ran to the nearest bathroom stall to compose himself.

He tried calling Fury, but he wasn't picking up.

Thinking of a plan, he can't go back to the dorm looking like that now, so now he plans on waiting it out at the carnival til he hears from Fury.

Heading out the bathroom he makes a quick left turn and bumped into someone.

And of course it just had to be you.

-end

That's the end for the first part. Hope u guys liked this. I've recently been shadowbanned but it's all good now. Please tell me your thoughts, comments, questions anything!! as always my page is an open space. open for reqs on any characters too. don't hesitate! Thanks for reading!

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Conference Room

Pairing | Bucky Barnes x reader

Summary | Bucky gets a surprise when he realises that things that were looked down upon, and people were often disgusted by in his day and age, are wanted in this one.

Warnings | includes smut, blowjob, cum facial, Bucky being an insecure bb, swearing

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Everyone filed out of the meeting room, one by one disappearing into the maze of the compound. Bucky watched you with tender eyes, slowly following behind, as you headed for the door.

But instead of passing though the threshold, so that you could make your way on route to the kitchen, in order for you prepare yourself a well deserved drink after sitting through the small conference, you closed the door, and pushed down the latch.

The action itself made Bucky stop in his footsteps, and fix you with a confused expression. He wasn’t sure why you had locked the two of you in here. Only moments ago you had been on a group call with Fury, and now that he had signed off, all of you had been free to leave.

But that freedom that all the else had fled feebly towards, served a much different price to that for which you specifically had in mind for him. “Sergeant Barnes, I think the two of us need to have a little talk; our ears only.”

Bucky gulped, remaining upon the spot that he was stood in. He racked his mind for reasons that you would want to do this here, and not in one of your bedrooms. It would only make things more difficult for when he left the scene, heartbroken by you cutting him off, and finally pushing him away.

It was inevitable that it would happen somewhen; but it was too early. Things were finally running smoothly, he felt content and happy, and as though he were making a good difference to the world, which is all he ever wanted. However, it appeared that all of that was about to come tumbling down at his feet, in the same very moment.

The two of you hadn’t been dating too long, just short of three months. And during that time, the pair of you had never once gotten obscenely intimate. So in your case, as he viewed it, you really had nothing to lose. But he couldn’t pin point as to why you were dressed in a sly smile, and creeping ever so steadily towards him as though you had a surprise.

“Doll.” He spoke softly, thinking that it would be the last time he had the opportunity to describe you with that pet name. From the way that he addressed you, your expression quickly became more innocent and happy.

As you got closer to him, you wrapped your arms around his middle, leaning forwards and pressing a kiss upon his material covered chest. “Baby.” You greeted him, moving to his lips next, and pressing a fluid peck upon them.

“What are you doing?” He unsurely asked, his voice cracking in the meanwhile, and his face scrunching up into a confused frown. Your hands rubbed down his chest, and plucked the band of his trousers, over again in a repeated motion.

Sucking your lip into your mouth, you looked up into his sky blue eyes, reading them for any signs of him being affected by your actions. Rather than feeling aroused, it seemed to make him confused, which was not at all your intention.

“You seemed tense Buck.” Your hands raked their way back up to his shoulders, soothing any apparent tightness that were held within his muscles. “I thought maybe... I could help loosen you up.” Fluttering your eyelashes at him, Bucky lightly groaned, rubbing his lips together as he mulled over what the pair of you could possibly get up to in this room.

His hands went down to the button of your jeans, but lightly, you slapped his hands away, doing the same to him, and undoing them. As your fingers toyed with the zip that helped the denim be adjustable to his size, your other palmed him through the blue material. “This is about you James. I want to make you feel good.”

Again, he swallowed his own saliva, he paid the utmost attention to your every movement, completely compelled with how you tossed your hair to the side by simply moving your head. “You want me to suck your cock, I promise I’m good at it.” A giggle erupted from your mouth, and Bucky clasped your chin in the feather light grip of his vibranium hand.

He pulled your lips to his, warming them up before slipping his tongue inside. It had been a long time, though he hated to admit it, since he had done anything even slightly sexual, and a part of him was afraid that he wouldn’t last long.

But the other was excited, back in the forties , blowjobs weren’t often digressed. The idea had always appealed to hun, however no dame had ever wished to dirty their knees before him, and take his sufficient length down their throat. It pained him a little, knowing that like most people he had encountered through his life, that they would take from him, but never return it with an ounce of kindness.

He’d perceive it as a dream come true, the woman that owned his entire heart, independently wanting to pleasure him in such ways that were looked down upon in his day. “Are you sure?” He pulled away, desperate for some clarity on the matter.

“Yes, of course I am.” You smiled, drawing him in for another locked lip session. After a minute or two of tasting his tongue, you trailed your direction down, running down his chin, and then his neck, until you completely dropped to your knees, rutting your hand against his growing cock.

Right then, from that image alone, Bucky swore that he would die. That innocent expression that was entailed upon your face had him mentally cursing, and he couldn’t help but groan to himself in a relaxed manner as you pulled his jeans down to his ankles, leaving only his boxers as the final barrier.

Lightly, you pressed a kiss to where you guessed his tip to be through the cotton, gently running your tongue down the shaft, and lower down to where his balls were stationed. “Y/n, please stop teasing.”

“Tell me Bucky.” Your fingertips cascaded up and down his v line, warming him up to what was to come(pun intended). “Have you ever been sucked off before?” His heart rate picked up, as he furrowed his eyebrows.

“How did you- that punk!” He said in reference to Steve, realising that he must have let the detail slip to you. But he couldn’t be made really, if the captain hadn’t digressed his secret to you, then he may have waited longer to experience the enthralling and dirty, as it had been known to be, engagement.

Without any pressure, you pressed your teeth upon his cock, dragging his attention back towards you. “Now that is no way to talk about your dear friend, I’d say he did you a favour.” He was getting ready to grumble in his Bucky manner, but was hit with your gasp as you suddenly pulled his boxers down, his dick slapping upwards, having your entire focus.

Reaching forward with a hand, you wrapped it around the mid section of his shaft, your palm hardly fitting around his girth. “It’s so big.” You gaped at the sight, moving your hand up and down to gouge a reaction out of the super soldier above you. His head leant back, his eyes screwing shut as he realised just how sensitive he was. He felt like a virgin all over again.

An obscene and loud moan was pulled from his mouth as you ran your tongue up his shaft, humming at the taste of his intimate skin. With the encouragement of his lie noises, you directed his tip towards your lips, rubbing it upon the cushioned flesh, before sinking him halfway in your mouth.

“Holy fuck!” He exclaimed, reaching down and on instinct entangling his metal hand in your loose hair. As though you were doing nothing, you innocently looked up at him with wide doe eyes., although he could feel you hollowing your cheeks around him, as you began to bob your head.

Only then did he realise how experienced you must have been within this department, for he noticed how you didn’t struggle nor gag the slightest around him, and it appeared that you were enjoying it as much as he was.

One of your hands planted itself on the thickness of his thigh as your other found homage with fondling his balls. His chest rapidly moved as he felt every slither of your tongue around him, and as you pulled slightly back, you began dipping it in the line of his slit.

“Baby, slow down, or I’m going to cum.” With his words heard, you took him out of your mouth, wrapping your hand around his saliva soaked rod, and began pumping him rapidly. For a moment, he swore his head was going to explode as he saw you stick your tongue out, awaiting his load that was soon to be delicious.

“Cum Buck. Want you to cum for me.” It was impossible for him to hold back any longer, and thus, his seed flew over the expanse of your tongue, whilst the rest spurted over one side of your face. “Hmm.” You mumbled, swallowing that of it that you caught, and scooping a swipe into your mouth.

“I swear to god that I’m in love with you.” He spoke breathily as you stood up, both of your faces flushed from the activity. He pulled you in for a few pecks, to which you could do nothing more than stare into his oceanic pools.

“Well that’s encouraging.” You laughed, reaching down and tucking his softening cock back into his boxers and jeans, giving it a loving pat before pulling away. “I love you too Bucky Barnes; always.”

“The conference room though, really?” He asked with a bemused laugh, causing you to shrug. “You’ve got to walk out of here now.” He said, motioning to the mess on your face.

“That is something that I didn’t think of.” You responded, your eyes darting a around the room, until your eyes landed on the box of tissues that Tony had brought in at the start of the meeting. Thank Thor for his cold! “Grab me some paper towels from the corner would you babe?”

He sent you a pleased, and you’d say very satisfied smile, before stepping back, and heading in the direction of the desk, picking a few sheets out of the cube, and walking back to help you clean up. He felt like he at least owed you that much.

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An Accident

Yeah... you may have seen this before, earlier this week when I accidentally posted it. Anyways, this is a part 2 of the Todoroki clan being obsessed with reader's hair. So, um enjoy.

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Yandere Todoroki Clan:

Rei is obsessed with reader’s hair.

She’s taken such good care of it, and after years of hard work, your hair now reaches just around your butt. Your hair is healthy, thick, luscious, and cut into a smooth, U shape; of course all trims are done by Rei herself because she doesn't even trust professionals. And even though you’ve asked Rei on multiple occasions to cut it short, at least up to the middle of your back, she just wouldn’t, always saying that you’re being unreasonable. But you’re not; you’ve given her multiple valid reasons.

For example, Rei and Fuyumi do your hair themselves. And initially, they would let you choose whatever hairstyle you wanted, but now they pick one for you, saying they know which one will suit your outfit of the day better. Rei likes to do double buns, or ponytails tied with ribbons or just one high pony with a pretty big bow on the top of your head. Fuyumi on the other hand makes super intricate hairstyles, and while they look pretty, only you know how much pain your scalp is in. Fuyumi does your hair as if you’re her doll, yanking and twisting hard, saying that she needs to be this rough to achieve the distinctive braid patterns. Thankfully, Rei usually does your hair most of the time.

One of the main reasons you've begged Rei to let you cut your hair short is how much time she (and you) would safe. Since your hair is so long, it takes a lot of time for Rei to put in hair masks, serums, oils, etc. It takes even longer to wash and dry them out, and then style them as well. But she smiled oh so kindly, and told you that she doesn't mind. She looks forward to taking care of your hair, forcing you to sit between her legs for hours as she applies some expensive magic growth oil, ignoring how you didn't like this.

And even if your hair is curly naturally, like even 4C curly hair, Rei will have it straight as a stick in no time (don't bother telling her that you like it natural). But don't worry, its still quite voluminous.

Of course, Rei washes your hair herself, telling you that you’re simply not capable enough to manage it. (At least she lets you wash your body yourself.) And due to your hair being so long, it takes time to not only wash it, but also dry it. Rei will detangle using a wide tooth comb, starting from the bottom and working her way up. Then she’ll dry it with her cold breath, and if required, call Enji to dry your hair with his heat. You like it when Enji dries your hair, because he does it quickly and your hair becomes far smoother.

And its not just Rei and Fuyumi that are obsessed with your hair, the boys are just as fond of it as well. Enji likes to card his fingers through your hair while he’s working on some papers or listening to news, his warm hands always putting you to sleep in his lap. Its an adorable sight, gives him a sense of peace.

Shotou also likes to run his hands through your long hair, especially after a stressful day. The feeling of his fingers through your smooth, long locks, it calms him. And if he’s feeling extra stressed, then he might braid your hair loosely as well. He always wears a scrunchie on his wrist for you.

You wouldn't ever admit it, but you enjoy it when Natsuo played with your hair. Its like he can sense when you're having a headache. He'll have you sit on the floor while he takes a seat on your bed, and then his fingers will do their magic. He knows exactly where to put pressure on your scalp, and exactly how much force to use. His massages always relieve your migraines, and he always massages with expertise to ensure their is proper blood flow in your scalp.

While you are more than happy to let Natsuo touch your hair, you hate it when Dabi's around. If you didn't know better, you'd think he wants to rip your scalp off. He knows how much it annoys you, always pulling at your ponytails, tugging at your braids, even yanking it a few times when you ignore him. And you've complained to your family, but all of them say that "oh he's just playing around." Or "no, he just misses you. He's only teasing." And when you ask Dabi to stop it, he'll just smile and say "big brother privileges."

He's insufferable.

Everyone gets to play with your hair, but God forbid if you do. Oh no, apparently you'd "destroy it", as if you're not capable of managing your own hair. You're not allowed to open your ponytails because, quoting Rei, "you're yanking your hair. You're going to rip your follicles- baby, stop. Just let me do it." But you know that she does that because she wants to brush your hair with the soft, bristle brush before you go to bed. And somedays, Rei doesn't tie your hair in a bun or something, letting your hair fall, and it gets in your way, and even then you're still not allowed to put it up because "oh honey, your hair needs to breathe too. If you keep it in a pony, the band will leave a mark in it." Honestly, everyone finds it adorable when you're dressed in your little, fluffy skirt paired with a cozy oversized sweater, all mad and pouting, trying to blow the hair strands blocking your field of vision. Like a little baby.

While Rei looks at your hair and sees years of her hards work and patience, all you see is losing control over your own life. And you are. They decide everything for you, from the clothes you wear, the food you eat, and even things you should like and dislike. They choose when you should go out, what you should watch, when its time for bed. They disregard your opinions and feelings, and if you show that you're frustrated, then its means that you're just throwing a "tantrum", and you need to be put to bed like some cranky child. You've told them that they're too overbearing, but they always say that they just love you.

What kind of love is controlling?

They're so lost in their delusions, that they don't even see the deteriorating effects it has on you mentally.

Actually, one person did see them. Dabi.

He saw how much everything was overwhelming you, how you were near tears when they talked over you, made choices for you.

He felt a bit bad for you, just a tad. Mostly, he felt there was another opportunity to mess with you.

When Dabi came to bother you one night, tugging at your hair again, this time a bit harder than usual, he saw you were ready to cry. You didn't even bother saying anything to him anymore, just kept quiet and did your best not to cry. Of course, now he ridiculed you. Called you a little crybaby and used that annoying patronising tone with you. And just as he was about to leave, he said "if your hair bothers you so much, why don't you just cut it, you big baby?"

As if something had finally snapped in you, you let his words echo. Why don't I cut it? What's stopping me?

Was it because you had learned to just give in?

You didn't even realise you had walked to your bathroom until you were holding a pair of scissors. Which surprised you, because you weren't allowed to use scissors unsupervised. It was almost as if a sign from the universe motivating you to do it, and definitely not Dabi who left them on the sink.

Holding the pair of scissors in one hand and a chunk of your hair in the other, you hesitate for a second and wonder what will Rei do. But before you could stop yourself, you cut.

I'll cross that bridge when it comes.

You start low, maybe 2 inches above your hips. It looks okay, but maybe you could cut a little more. And a little more. And a little more. Before you know it, your hair is around shoulder length, in an uneven, chunky bob. Its not perfect, but somehow you feel much better. Like you’ve finally gotten some control back. Wiping your tears away, you ruffle your hair a bit, the cool air on your neck adding to the feeling of freedom. You feel normal, happier, peaceful. Things you haven't felt in years. And all because you had 3 am meltdown.

After you cleaned up the bathroom, you went back to bed, anxious how everyone will react in the morning. Maybe they won't care. You thought. Its only hair. My hair.

Everyone was waiting for you at breakfast the next morning, and to everyone’s surprise, Dabi had joined them as well. Rei was cooking up some eggs, while the kids chatted. Enji was suspicious of the mischievous glint in Dabi’s eyes, and it was filling him with unease. Just as he was about to question him, you walked in.

Everyone went silent.

Then Fuyumi let out an audible gasp, while Dabi chuckled darkly. Natsuo, Shotou and Enji looked at you with their mouths agape.

“Good morning.”you greeted them.

Rei, who was facing away from you, finally turned towards you. “Good mo-”Rei’s breath hitched, eyes blown wide, as the plate of bacon fell from her hands.

Its funny how everyone in the kitchen, including you, had the same thought at that moment.

What the fuck?

Taking a deep breath, you moved to sit in your usual spot between Fuyumi and Rei, but Shotou suddenly pulled you back and pushed you into the seat beside him. He knows his mother is in a better state mentally, but something tells him not to risk it. Fuyumi snapped next, quickly getting up and cleaning the mess on the floor while Enji pulled Rei, who was still staring at you in disbelief, to sit beside him. You remained indifferent to everyone’s stares, quietly eating your food. As soon as you were done, Shotou got up and quickly pulled you out of the room, Dabi following close behind.

They sat in your room as Shotou looked at your hair with worry. “Looking nice, doll.”Dabi chuckled as he plopped down on your bed beside you. “Thanks.” you mumbled. “Y/n how did- why did you- why did you cut your hair?” Shotou asked, still looking at your choppy hair. “Do you not like it?” you asked. “N-no I do. But what will mom say-” “Shotou, its my hair.” you snapped. “Yeah, Shotou.” Dabi mocked. Fuyumi and Natsuo soon joined you guys, worrisome looks on their faces. “Why did you cut it? Oh my god, do you even know how much trouble you’re in?” Fuyumi was freaking out. “Its my hair.” you rolled your eyes. They ignored you. “Okay, okay. Shotou why don't you stick around with Y/n for a couple of days? Fuyumi and dad will try to keep mom away from her.” Before Fuyumi could nod, you stood up. “No.”

Natsuo looked at you confused. “what do you mean “no”?”

“I mean no. I don't need Shotou to babysit me. I can handle myself.” Fuyumi walked towards you, reaching her hands for you but you backed away, “Y/n, sweetie-” You cut her off ,“Stop treating me like a child.”

Shotou spoke this time, “Its for your protection-” “Protection from who? Our mother? Why?”your words dared them to say the truth. To agree that Rei was unstable. They didn't say anything.

A few days had passed by and things were returning to normal. Almost normal. Rei still had this thousand yard stare when she looked at you, but she never said anything. Cutting your hair was the best decision you had made, because not is it only easy to manage, but it also got the family off your back. Rei doesn't wash your hair anymore(although you think she's just not over the shock), Fuyumi doesn't need to do your hair, they dry faster, and all of your brothers (including Dabi) doesn't mess around with them anymore. Enji was the first to adjust to your new cut, he even complimented you one day.

Did you feel guilty because you know how attached Rei was to your hair? A bit, but then realised that you needed this. You need some control over your life, and if this is how they react to your new cut, then maybe you could start taking back reigns over other aspects of your life as well.

You thought that maybe Rei had finally gotten over it a week later, when you were laying in the bathtub, enjoying the hot bath. When you heard her walk in, you were a bit startled. Why was she here- is she finally over it? "Um- hey." She smiled at you. "Why are you here?" She took the bath stool and sat behind the tub. "You know why." She replied and started rolling her sleeves up. Is she here to wash my hair? "Oh, are you here to wash my hair? I don't need help with that anymore now that they're short." Rei smiled again, this one looking forced, before dipping her hand in the tub. "No, silly." And with that, Rei froze the entire the tub in 2 seconds. The ice trapped your limbs, and reached up to your clavicle. The sudden change from hot to cold had you jolt, but you couldn't move due to the frozen ice. "Mom-!" You heard the buzzing sound of a trimmer and then felt Rei entangle her fingers in your hair to yank your head back. "I'm here to complete your haircut." You tried moving your head but her grip on your scalp was unrelenting. She started trimming the right side of your head, moving it slowly as to get every single hair. "Honestly, you should've come to me. I do agree that it'd be a good idea to start again." Tears fell from your eyes, your teeth chattered and you could feel your heart beat slow down as the cold seeped into your bones. "M-mom, I'm col-d. P-please s-stop..." Rei was done with one half of your head. "You know, I read somewhere that your grows thicker if you cut it. I'm sure that after I've shaved your head, your hair will grow even fuller. I've already gotten some new oils and hair masks! Maybe we could do them together." You couldn't hear anything besides the slowing of your own heart beating. Your breath had started to become shallow, you couldn't think about anything except for how painful ice could be. Your lips were turning blue, eyes were getting clouded with black spots, all sensation from your body was losing. Just before you lost consciousness, you heard the bathroom door open and a panicked yell.

You felt warm.

When you came to, your entire body felt warm and weighted, probably due to the heavy blanket spread on you.

Opening your eyes, you found yourself in a dimly lit room. It was...your parents room. Why am I here? You turned your head to look around but your eyes stopped at the large figure sitting on a chair next to your bed.

"Dad?"

The figure's head snapped towards yours. "You're awake." He paused. "How- how are you feeling?" You moved the blanket off you, your body felt dense and ached. "Warm and...sore. What happened? Why am I in your bedroom?" Enji shifted in his seat. "I think its best if you stay here from now on, so that... your mother and I can look after you." Your eyes widened. "What? Why?" You moved to sit up but then a pain shot through your head. "Ah shit." You hissed in pain as you went to massage your temples but your hands halted at the feeling of your hair... or lack there of. You tried to run a finger through your choppy bob cut, but all you felt was your shaved head. Your eyes met Enji's, looking at him in disbelief as you recalled the events that had led up to this. "Darling-" You jumped off the bed and ran towards the vanity mirror, praying that this is just a nightmare. But as you looked at your reflection, you realised that this was the terrifying reality you were living in.

Tears dripped from your eyes as you took in your appearance. Trimmed- no, shaved pink hair. You couldn't see a single bit of hair above the roots, only a baby pink scalp. She had not only trimmed your hair first but then also proceeded to shave your scalp off. Your head looked like it had peach fuzz.

You couldn't bring yourself to look away, not even when Enji placed a hand on your shoulder. "Y/n-" He didn't even what to say. He was still in shock from what would've happened if Fuyumi hadn't yelled for him when Rei was-

Enji shook his head. Now's not the time. You're here and you're fine. You're fine. Enji pulled you towards him, burying your face in his chest as you cried. "You're fine." He repeated, more to himself than to you. "Why- why would she do this?" Your voice was muffled by his chest but he understood. He understood your pain and it tore him apart that he still wouldn't be able to help you.

Enji honestly didn't know what to tell you. He didn't know what words would bring you comfort. "It... it was an accident." His chest rumbled as he spoke. You pushed yourself away from him as you looked at him perplexed.

"What?" Your eyebrows raised, nostrils flared and blood rushed to your face. You were going to blow up.

"An accident? Is that what you said? Oh okay. Was it an accident when she froze the fucking tub? Did the trimmer accidentally fall from her hands to my head?! Oh and did she accidentally pull the razor over my head?!" Angry tears fell from your eyes but you were far too enraged to care.

Enji opened his mouth to say something but he was cut off by the sound of the bedroom door opening. Turning around you saw her.

Rei was standing there with a tray of food and water. Her face turned to shock before turning to happiness. She set the tray on a nearby table before she rushed towards you, her hands reaching for your face.

"Angel, you're awake-" you pushed her hands away roughly as you backed away from her.

"Dont you dare touch me."

The couple, they had never heard your voice such hostility. It wasn't like you. Rei shook her head as she tried to reach for you again, taking another step in your direction. But you smacked her hands away again. "I said don't touch me!" Your yelling had got your siblings to rush in the room, wanting to see what the commotion was about.

Rei's eyes shifted from you to Enji, looking at him for help, before they returned back to you. She took a deep breath before speaking. "Y/n, darling. What's wrong?" You scoffed at her soft tone that tried to quell the storm of negative emotions bubbling inside you. "What's wrong? What's wrong? I don't know, you tell me, Rei. Why the fuck am I bald?!" Your head was pounding with rage, raw unbridled anger.

When Rei didn't say anything, Fuyumi stepped forward to help her out. "Y/n its-"

"Shut up."

Fuyumi's- everyone's eyes widened. Of everyone, you never even rose your voice at your favourite sibling. But to hear your voice turn so cold towards her, it shocked everyone. "Y-Y/n-" she tried again but you cut her off. "I said shut up. I'm not talking to you. I'm talking to Rei and she'll answer for herself."

Enji placed a hand on your shoulder, pulling you back slightly. "Have some respect. She's your mother-" You yanked your shoulder away from his grip. "No, she's not!" You inhaled deeply, trying to stabilise your voice. "No, she's not. You're not my dad. I'm not a part of this family. And I'm so sick of playing this game."

Dabi's eyes narrowed. "Stop being an ungrateful brat. You've been given all the luxuries one could only imagine, spoiled to no end-" You laughed. "Did I ask for anything?" "You never had t-" "And all these luxuries that you're talking about, I didn't get them for free. I had to give up a lot. No, wait-" you laughed again, tears blurring your vision. "I didn't give up anything. You all took it. Yeah, all of you snatched everything away from me. My family, my friends, my privacy, my sanity, everything. And you-" you moved towards Rei, pointing a finger at her. "You have been the most greedy one of them all."

Rei's jaw fell open, as she shook her head. "No-" You shook your head.

"Yes! I gave you everything. I let you dress me up in those god awful clothes, feed me whatever you wanted, stick to your side like glue because you don't like it when I was out of your sight for a more than a few minutes. For fucks sake, I didn't even go to college this year because you weren't ready to see me become an adult!" You ran a frustrated hand through your hair. "I played into your sick little fantasy. I let you treat me like a child, talk to me like I'm some helpless baby. I let you touch me even though it disgusted me to no end. I never even complained when you gave me ice burns because I was throwing a tantrum." You looked at the rest of your family, and they were shocked to hear that last bit. You smiled cruelly at them. "Yeah, you didn't know that did you?"

Rei was crying herself by now, as she reached out for you once again but you moved away. "I let you have everything. All I wanted was this little bit of freedom, for my own sanity. But you couldn't stomach that could you?" Your head hung low, your tears hitting the floor.

"Why do you have to be so selfish?"

Your voice held so much pain and defeat. Rei couldn't help but engulf you in her arms, wrapping herself around you tightly before you could even protest. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She cried out. "I- I promise I'll fix this! Yes. I-I've already gotten you some new hair oils! They say that they'll help you grow 6 inches in a month! Oh and Natsuo also brought some stuff for hair growth! Some vitamins and- Natsuo whats that spray called? Minoxy? Mi-minoxidil! Yes! He said that'll help you grow your hair in no time! Doesn't that sound nice? You'll have long hair like before!" Rei pushed back to look at you. You couldn't believe it.

"Are you- are you really that delusional?" Your voice was so soft, almost like you would break any moment now. "Are you so blind to see what you're doing to me?" Your eyes held so much pain and confusion. "Sweetie, don't worry- mommy will take such good care-" You pushed Rei away from you, your anger rolling back in full speed. "YOU ARE NOT MY MOTHER!" You shrieked. "Y/n-" Shotou tried to interject. "I'm not a part of your fucking family."

Enji stepped towards you. "Calm down."

You looked at him. "You said that what happened was an accident. What will you do if another one happens? And you're not around this time to save me? Hmm? What will you do? Continue playing house with my dead body?!"

Rei's sobs shook her body. "Shut up. Think before you say stupid shit like that." Dabi spoke this time, moving to stand between you and his mother. "Or what? You're going to hurt me? More the reason why all of you, but especially you-" you pointed at Rei "deserve to be in that nuthouse-!"

You were on the floor before you could even process what had happened. Had you- had you fallen? But when the searing pain of the burn on your cheek came alive and you looked at his hand that had erupted in blue flames, you realised what had happened.

Dabi slapped you.

"Y/n!"

Your cheek felt like someone had placed a hot iron on it, the sting spreading to your entire cheek, but you were far too shocked to care about the pain.

Dabi slapped me.

Shotou, Natsuo and Fuyumi quickly rushed to your side, picking you up and out of the room, while Dabi stood there in stunned as his own hand throbbed. The image of his handprint branded on your scared face wasn't going to leave his mind anytime soon.

Enji hesitated, looking at his wife and son in disbelief, before leaving the room to look for you.

Rei walked towards Dabi and smacked his arm. "What did you do?!" She yelled at him. He opened his mouth to explain but nothing came out.

"She's your little sister, Touya! W-why would you do that?!" Rei scolded him.

He hurt you. Like Enji hurt Rei.

He hurt you.

Rei sighed before closing her eyes and engulfing Dabi in her arms. "Its okay. Its not your fault." She rubbed his back soothingly. "It was an accident, wasn't it?"

Dabi wrapped his arms around his mother, burying his face in her neck, before nodding.

"Yes. It was an accident."

So... how was it?

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