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buckrecs · 1 year

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2023 𝙗𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 2

masterlist | ✨- fav fics | status - complete

All of them are COMPLETE Series.

1. Chicken by @delusionalwriterr

Bucky x Reader

You and Bucky Barnes shared a strange relationship with each other and the team was getting tired of it. When a mission goes wrong, will you be forced to admit your feelings for each other or will they remain buried?

2. sweet reverie by @demxters

College!Bucky x Reader

bucky asks you to pretend to be his girlfriend for the weekend but after what you thought was sweeter than a dream has you facing a harsher reality.

3. The Time of the Prey by @subwaysurf45 ✨

Knight!Bucky x Princess!Reader

The younger sister of the most talked about princess in the kingdoms really can’t do much except smile and nod. When Natasha, your sister, finally goes to moves all of you to Shieldshire to marry her beloved Prince Steve you are left with your art, all alone. But one Knight took it upon himself to keep you company, and that company was all you needed to get through wedding season. Will that company last or will it be ripped away from the both of you? A war is starting and it seems targets are being made.

4. super rich kids by @traitorjoelite

College!Bucky x Reader

kids with too much money, parties every night, and an incident with your best friend’s brother is just the norm on the upper east side.

5. Bring You Home by @sunflowersoldat ✨

Bucky x Reader

Y/N travels back in time to get Steve’s help for one last mission, but not everything goes as planned.

6. The Colour of Rain by @delaber

Bucky x Reader

On the run from his violent past, Bucky has sought refuge in a small town in Mexico where he enjoys the peace and quiet of not understanding a word of Spanish. A peace that is violently disturbed when he runs into the most annoying woman he has ever met.

7. All The King’s Men by @nastybuckybarnes ✨

Alpha!King!Bucky x Omega!Reader

Your father always said that if it weren’t for your presentation, he’d think you were an Alpha. There’s a reason for that. Growing up in a world where Omegas are treated like garbage, you’ve fought for the respect that you have. Until you’re sold off to an old King desperate for a bride. But you will not lay down and present for your new husband. No, you will fight back.

8. Peaches by @noctumbra

DBF!Bucky x Reader

what they were doing was wrong, both of them knew that. it had to be kept as a secret. not everyone would understand what they have, she knew that much. they’d look at them and see an older man misleading a girl so much younger than him. it wasn’t the thing, though. that had never been the thing. it wasn’t misleading, taking advantage ─whatever they called their situation. it was love. forbidden, not-society-friendly, but love.

9. Sweet Dreams by @abovethesmokestacks ✨

Bucky x Baker!Reader

Sometimes you start talking with someone, and you realize you share an interest and a wish for a certain supersoldier to be cut som slack. Enter cupcakes.

10. Fuck Up The Friendship by @summerofsnowflakes

Bucky x Reader College AU

Fed up with having your feelings played with you decide to have some fun with a with your friend Steve.

11. A Sweet Old Fashioned Notion by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky x Reader

As the dust settles on the second 'snap' Bucky has been getting to know Brooklyn again. His neighbourhood has changed a lot, but it's changed for you too since you got blipped back. Bucky is still pretty old fashiond at heart, there were things he expected from life, to get married, to have a family. Simple things that seem far away now especially when online dating is so hard. Maybe something more traditional would be good for both of you.

12. Soldier, My Soldier by @cryptidcasanova

Winter Soldier!Bucky x Reader

“I am the writing on the wall, the whisper in the air. Without these things I am nothing. So now, I must shed blood.” He lulled at the base of your throat. “Sweetheart, come with me.”

13. Homesick at space camp by @atlaese

Bucky x Avenger!Reader

dying on a cold spaceship lightyears away from home wasn't what you expected

14. Spirits in the House by @redgillan

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Reader is in a coma after a car accident. Bucky moves into your apartment and find your spirit still hanging around.

15. Sugary Sweet by @all1e23

Sugar Daddy!Bucky x Reader

Is it all just sugar or something more?

16. Missing Piece by @likeahorribledream

Bucky x Reader

When Bucky first arrived to the compound, Steve was his only friend and the only person he trusted himself around. That is until Steve introduces him to you, his best friend. Bucky was fascinated by how often you and Steve would hug each other. It had been a very long time since anyone had touched him in such a loving way and it didn’t take long before Bucky found himself craving your touch, but whenever you’d get too close he would flinch as if someone had hit him. His trauma still too fresh a wound for him to be comfortable with someone touching him. Then one day, he finally fights his instincts and let you touch him. He hadn’t realized how truly touch starved he was until he feels the warmth of your skin against his. Something clicks for the both of you in that moment, you had found your missing piece. As long as you were with each other, you were home. You both tried to fool yourselves into thinking you were just friends, really close friends. Friends that needed to be together almost every minute of every day and who needed to hold each other to be able to sleep at night.

17. Metal Arm and Short Skirts by @buckyarchives

Bucky x Doctor!Reader

waltzing in as the new head of the Avenger's medical division, impressing everyone, and... scaring Bucky with your incredibly short skirts. Bucky's having a hard time looking at his arm as anything other than a deadly weapon, and you're more than happy to help him.

18. Scars by @chickenfics ✨

Bucky x Reader Western AU

Running from a past that haunts you and a future that is unsure, the last thing you wanted was to take up with a stranger. Strangers, you'd learned, are almost always more trouble than they're worth. But when dangers from the life you're trying to leave behind get too close for comfort, drastic times call for drastic measures, and the stranger you'd once feared becomes the only person you can trust -- and perhaps the only person you'd call your friend. Now you both just have to make it out alive...

19. The Color of Blood by @theidiotwhowritesthings

Bucky x Agent!Reader Soulmate AU

In this world, a person didn’t discover color until they locked eyes with their soulmate. As an agent of SHIELD, finding your soulmate was hardly a priority. Especially since you were currently dealing with the shocking discovery that HYDRA had been pulling the strings behind SHIELD actions this entire time. Life was all about timing, and you were about to find out that your timing was absolute shit.

20. Everybody’s Watching Him (But He’s Looking At Her) by @writing-for-marvel

Actor!Bucky x Assistant!Reader

The entire world’s eyes are on movie star Bucky Barnes, what he’s wearing, who he’s dating, even the mystery behind why he needs a prosthetic arm - but Bucky doesn’t care about all that, he’s only got one thing on his mind, you.

21. 27 Dresses by @beccaanne814

Bucky x Reader Modern AU

You are the epitome of “always a bridesmaid, never a bride.” You think you know what love is, but sometimes you can’t see what’s right in front of you.

22. Heal by @chucksfavouriteprophet

Alpha!Bucky x Omega!Reader

For months you managed to distance yourself from Bucky Barnes, the alpha you long for. But one night you have no choice but to comfort him, something which brings out emotions in both of you. Except it also brings out emotions in the Winter Solider, which results in a devastating turn of events that neither of you might be able to come back from.

23. Dangerous Woman by @samthemarvelfan

Bucky x Reader

You know he blames you, but you never thought he’d hate you.

24. Witness Protection by @mymoonagedaydream

Bucky x Reader

You'd only been living in New York for a few weeks when Natasha introduced you to James Barnes, the man who’d change your life forever.

25. Everything’s Better in Westview by @espinosaurusrexex ✨

Bucky x Reader

Bucky and Y/N sneak into Westview to have the perfect life. Away from late Steve and Tony, Vision and Natasha, they let themselves be consumed by suburban magic. To their surprise, however, some of these people aren’t so dead in the town. And there are some other weird things happening that make them question their sanity. But that’s okay, right? ‘Cause everything’s better in Westview.

26. Trying by @moonlight-prose

Bucky x Reader

Bucky Barnes was a new person. He survived a war with Thanos, finally getting rid of his triggers, and losing his best friend. He didn’t think there was anything else to survive. That is until he meets you in a bookstore and you become something he is scared of losing. An old villain has shown himself and suddenly you are the target of a new ploy to bring the Winter Soldier back.

27. unconventional methods by @marvelouslizzie

Bucky x Adult Content Creator!Reader

Bucky Barnes has a big problem: he is too anxious to date and too old school to enjoy porn. But he needs some kind of relief, and he needs it right now. After getting an accidental boner during a mission, Natasha suggests him an application that seems to be exactly what he needs. Will your content solve the problem for him? Or will it create new problems?

28. ephemeral by @aescapisms

Professor!Bucky x Reader

Bucky Barnes fell in love with you, but the universe isn’t all that forgiving.

29. Bulletproof by @amandaoftherosemire ✨

Bucky x Reader College AU

You, Steve Rogers, and Bucky Barnes have been the best of friends since middle school. On top of that, you’ve been in love with Bucky pretty much the whole time. Everything changed after the three of you got to college, however. Over the past couple of years you and Steve have become even closer but things between you and Bucky have been strained since the night he broke your heart. Can anything bring you back together?

30. The Heart is a Deep Ocean by @dreamlessinparis

Bucky x Reader Titanic AU

Titanic was known as the ship of dreams. For you, it was the dream of getting home, or so you thought. From the moment you locked eyes with James Buchanan Barnes, all those dreams changed and your life was never the same.

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rustedhearts · 9 months

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the incident ♡ part iii (boxer!steve x fem!librarian reader)

summary: broken and blue, steve comes after you in an attempt to right his wrongs. but there's no coming back from what he's done this time.

uses she/her pronouns and female anatomy.

✶ the king of the ring ✶ part i, part ii ✶ main masterlist

tags: angst, hurt/no comfort lol, breakup, talk of domestic violence-ish, violence.

recommended listening: my tears ricochet — taylor swift

malibu california, november 1992. the munson residence.

"I know she's here, Munson. Let me the fuck in."

Steve Harrington had never seemed so unhinged. In the past twenty-four hours since you fled your home and locked yourself in the Munson Mansion, Steve had done nothing but panic. He watched the rear end of his Mustang disappear down the road into a blur; and while he tried to run after you, even he knew he was no match for the speed of his own car.

So, he paced the floors. He stamped the space of the entryway for what felt like hours, shaking flashes of the incident that just occurred from his mind as they came to him in pieces. But as he paced, watching only his feet move and the floor fade away, the hole in the plaster in his periphery haunted him. His own violence, in all its tangible and terrific glory, taunted him.

Before he knew it, he was in tears and tearing up the place. His hands were raw and shaking like bad mufflers by the time the house became unrecognizable. His limbs wobbled with the delicacy of a newborn fawn just learning to stand on its own. He couldn't breathe. He couldn't see. The world around him shrunk down to mouse size, and the air grew short. All he could hear were your cries in his ear, sharp and heartbreaking.

He wasn't sure how long he sat in the midst of the rubble, weeping over shattered picture frames and torn pillows. Like a bad dog with sharp teeth, he always nipped when he got scared. He just wished he never pointed his bite at you.

Steve never slept. He spent the night cleaning his own mess, doing his best to steady his hands and see through the streaks of his own tears. His chest hurt from the harshness of his own breathing: heaving huffs that turned to hyperventilations. And it seemed, as shards of glass fluttered into the garbage bin, and ripped photographs collected in the pieces, that your relationship sat in there with them. At the bottom of the garbage, torn apart by his hands.

Steve knew there was only one place you'd go if it wasn't home, and there was no way you'd have gotten to Hawkins in one night. There was only once place you could go—only two other people you knew that weren't paired to Steve through obligation. In the back of his mind, tapping on the cracking glass of his subconscious, Steve felt a pang of guilt for what he knew was his doing. Your isolation had his signature scrawled across it.

Now, here he stood: at the doorstep of his longest friend, begging to be let in. His countenance drawn and drooped with fatigue and nausea, the skin beneath his eyes sagged with exhaustion.

But worst of all: his breath held the potency of whiskey, and it wasn't even nine o'clock in the morning.

"Oh, the man of the fucking hour. Hey, Harrington, how does it feel to be smacked around?—"

"Eddie, please," Steve huffed, hands cupping the doorframe at his sides.

Eddie's arms folded over his chest, eyes narrowing into hardened slits. "How 'bout we ask your girl, huh? She'd know, wouldn't she?"

Steve swallowed, throat thickened with guilt and bile. A hand left the solidity of the house to rise to his eyes, rubbing at the bulbous ache behind his lid.

"N-no, that's not—I didn't—"

Eddie dropped his arms to his sides, lunging forward until he could see the pupils of his friend's eyes, blown wide. The whites held red spindles, the corners crusted with sleep. But Eddie couldn't bother to worry about kicking a man when he was down—Steve didn't get to play wounded puppy when he loved being an attack dog.

"You didn't what?" Eddie hissed.

Steve's silence aggravated the rage Eddie was attempting to keep at bay. How dare he appear demanding things with that pathetic look in his eye? Did he know his girlfriend spent the night crying and sporting his handiwork, so conditioned to muttering excuses and defenses?

"Huh?" Eddie pressed, chin jutting forward. "You didn't shove her around? You didn't rough her up? You didn't put your hands on her, you fucking coward—"

"No!"

Eddie felt the solid muscle of Steve's chest beneath his palm before he realized what he was doing. Steve shuffled backward, stumbling down the front steps and losing his footing in the unexpected commotion.

"You fucking liar. I saw the bruises!"

Steve pushed himself off his palms, collecting himself from the ground. "It's none of your fucking business—"

Eddie's finger soared toward the house behind him. "The minute she showed up here, it became my business. And had it been my business weeks—Christ, fuckin' months ago—I would've had your ass on a stretcher far before you managed to do what you've done."

At the mention of violence, the one thing he could swallow and stomach and understand, it was as though Steve was woken from his zombie-like stupor. Chest puffing in size, shoulders rearing back and squaring off, the boxer stepped forward and glared into Eddie's eye.

"I'd like to see you fuckin' try. You're always too coked out to even know where you are, Munson."

A barking laugh shot from Eddie's mouth, sharp and cruel. "Oh-hoh-hoh, always the tough guy, huh? Did it make you feel tough shovin' her around?"

Steve's fingers curled into fists, the flashes of shattered plaster and his fist beside your head haunting his head again. He could feel that trembling ache congregating in his chest again, ready to pop like a balloon. His temper always swelled before it burst. It always made such an unforgiving mess.

"Shut the fuck up."

"Did you feel tough making her cry? Putting her down?"

Though merely an inch existed between them, Eddie seemed to tower over Steve. The rockstar glared down at his friend over the end of his nose, lifted his chin to add some height.

"Stop." More trembling gathered in Steve's fists, and he hated the shudder that crept down his spine when he thought of the way you looked when you left your home.

Were the bruises you excused with clumsiness all from him?

"Do you feel like a man, Steve? Do you feel like a man just like your daddy?"

"Fuck you!"

Steve instantly regretted the moment the bone of his knuckles pooled with pain against the impact of Eddie's cheek. It dripped over him like hot blood, and though he wished only to apologize and rid his friend of the split skin reddened and weeping on his face, all Steve could manage to do was go for another one. All he knew how to do was keep fighting.

Except, now that the first punch was thrown, Eddie felt vindicated in returning his own. The men clambered toward each other, a mess of flying hands and scuffling feet across the pavement. Curses strewn between teeth shot between them like bullets, though cruelly nonsensical and unintelligible.

"I'll fuckin' kill you, you fucking prick," Eddie growled once he had Steve on the ground, hulking with new strength and the upper-hand of unbridled rage.

From the open doorway, feet bare and cheeks sticky, you came running at full force with only an unnerved Stella to follow. Unsuspecting, Eddie easily toppled to the side with your urgent shove, freeing Steve from his pinned state on the driveway. He instantly moved to retaliate, fist reaching for the rockstar—but your hands grabbed for his shirt and shoved him back.

"Get up, you fucking asshole. Get up!"

With your pulling and his eagerness to reach you, Steve stumbled to his feet. His wrath sizzled to a simmer, now distracted by your swollen eyes and wet cheeks.

"Oh, baby—" He moved to step toward you, but you held a hand out to stop him, colliding with his chest where his t-shirt had been torn in the commotion.

Eddie retreated back toward Stella, still visibly rattling with the rage he had yet to release, though attempting to calm under her soothing hands. Both men were equally torn up, but you could no longer stand to listen to their fighting from the floor above. You just wanted Steve out of here.

"Here, take your fuckin' keys. Take them and get out!"

You threw the keys at him; they pinged against his forehead and fell to the ground with a jingling clatter. Inhaling deeply, Steve took another step forward, returning to that wounded puppy pout.

"Baby, please, just let me—"

"Go!" Another shove to his chest, this one with all you could muster.

It sent him stumbling back again. When he made no move to collect the keys and take his Mustang, you lunged forward and gave another shove. If he wouldn't leave, you'd have to make him. But through all your pushing, the tears sprouted up again. Gasping for air, face twisted with more tears, eyes stinging and chest aching, you pounded your fists into his chest and wept.

"Go, go—just go! You ruin everything! Just go! I hate you, I hate you!"

You felt like a little girl, wailing and stamping your foot and pounding on the door to be freed from some cruel trick. This man was supposed to love you, but all he's done is harm.

Under your futile and gradually-weakening hits, wet with tear splotches and his own blood, Steve felt himself crumbling. In that moment, his anger fled from him as easily as the cold, leaving him with a hole the size of your fist in his heart. The vision of your anguished face blurred with the appearance of his own tears, and Steve collected your trembling fists by the wrists to hold them away.

"Just g-go," you cried, twisting from his hold—disgusted by its delicacy, because the feeling of it had become so unfamiliar.

Eddie stomped over, snatching the keys from the ground behind the pair of you only to slam them into Steve's chest with a heavy fist. "You heard her."

Steve stumbled back again, collecting the keys before they could fall when Eddie let go. With a gentle arm, Eddie scooped you behind him, placing himself as a barrier between your body and Steve's. Steve could hear your weeping even behind the interference. Numbly, he trudged toward the Mustang, fingers unsteady around the keys.

He sat in the driver seat and watched you curl into Stella's arms, drenching her in a stream of tears that seemed delirious and hysterical. He barely managed to fit the key into the engine with all his trembling, and when the engine roared to life, all Steve wanted to do was run to you and accept more of your hits so long as it meant he could be near you.

But Stella took you inside. And Eddie stood in front of the door like a watchdog, waiting for Steve to disappear like you all wanted him to.

With only the tenderness of your fists still beating against his chest, and the ache he'd always have for you throbbing in his heart, Steve put the car in reverse, and drove away.

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firstdivisiongirl · 11 months

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Wait, We Have a Talking Cat?!? (Shanks x Fem Reader)

@kazenomegaminowanpisu ask for shanks x fem reader and that fem reader adopts a magical cat. I got my inspiration for my sassy magical cat from Salem from Sabrina the Teenage Witch. I wanted a really sassy cat and Salem was the sassiest! Well, I hope you like it and thanks for the request my friend!

Being the only girl on the Red Force could be lonely. Yes, you were with Shanks. He was the best boyfriend ever, but you know what they say. Boys will be boys. And boy, did those boys live by that phrase. “Hey Shanks,” you asked one night while laying with him in bed, “can I get a cat?”

He looked over at you puzzled. “I mean sure Y/N but why?”

You sighed, “I used to have a cat as a kid named Bingo and I loved that cat. I think it would be fun, plus I’m the only girl so I’d be nice to have a companion that isn’t a grown man.”

Shanks looked at you. His gray eyes looked into your (e/c) ones. He caressed his lovely girlfriend’s right cheek with his hand. “Then on the next island you can go adopt a cat. I’ll tell the boys now. It’ll be like we have Uta back!”

“Are you comparing your own daughter to a cat? Why?”

“Both can be adorable but will rip your head off when angry.”

“Oh god,” you laughed while rolling your eyes.

***

When you reached the next island, you headed straight for the shops, while Shanks and the rest of the crew headed to the bars. You saw one little pet shop called “Ms. Crystal’s Pets and Magical Goods”. You walked inside and it was not like any shop you had ever seen. The walls were a dark maroon shade while all the lighting was fairy lights or pendants that looked like stars or moons. The shelves were lined with not only pet toys and pet food, but also small little trinkets. You approached the old orniet oak counter where a sweet looking old woman stood. “Hello dear,” she said with a smile, “what can I help you with?”

You smiled back, “I’m looking for a cat. Do you have any?”

“Of course. And I know just the right one for you.”

She disappeared into the back, while you awaited your new little furry friend.

***

“So he lost his arm saving my namesake,” your cat Luffy asked you. The sweet old lady at the pet store told you that this cat was special, it had magical powers. Besides talking, he could also create objects out of thin air, which came in handy when you ram out of important materials and supplies on the ship. Everyone knew about Luffy’s powers on the ship, everyone except Shanks. All the other boys found out when Luffy accidentally started talking to them about giving him a pet. Benn Beckham’s came when he asked him what Benn was short for: Benjamin, Bennet, Benedict, Bennifer. Luffy talked in front of Shanks, but he was drunk and thought he was seeing things.

“He did lose it saving Luffy,” you replied, “Luffy is a devil fruit user and was drowning so Shanks went in and saved him, but a Sea King ate Shanks’ arm.”

“So my name sake is an idiot?”

“No, he was seven and was thrown into the water.”

Luffy laughed. He was definitely a sassy cat, but you were just as sassy. “Well, I’m hungry, so I’m getting a snack. Do you want anything? Tuna? Maybe a devil fruit like the other Luffy? Then you can go for a swim.”

“I’d love one…wait, are you trying to kill me? Never mind you can’t live without me,” the black cat said, putting emphasis on me.

“Tuna it is then.” you laughed walking out of the room to the kitchen.

A few moments later someone walked into yours and Shanks’ room. Luffy spoke up, “I hope you brought me the nice tuna from the blue can, and not that garbage kind in the red one.”

There was no answer. Luffy looked up and noticed a surprised Shanks, grey eyes wide open.

“Oh crap,” the black cat said with his emerald green eyes wide in shock.

When you return from the kitchen you notice your main man and your magical cat staring at each other.

“When were you going to tell me our cat talked? Does the rest of the crew know?” Shanks asked, grabbing your shoulders, staring at you in complete disbelief.

“All the boys know. Luffy’s talked to you a lot, but you’ve been really drunk,” you laughed.

“I was also the one who created that necklace you bought Y/N for her birthday,” Luffy interrupted. Shanks stared at the cat and then at you.

“He creates objects too! Oh my god I love this cat. What else can you do Luffy?”

“That’s about it but don’t ask me to make you a new arm. I like you, but I tried that once with my old owner. Now she has an extra leg.”

“Awesome.”

“You’re not mad about the cat?” you asked. You were scared that he would want you to get rid of the cat since you never told him.

He smashes his lips into yours. “Of course not. Even if Luffy wasn’t a cool magical cat and instead hated me, I’d let you keep him.”

You kissed him on the cheek and said, “I love you Shanks! If you excuse me, I’m going to go get water.”

“Love you too,” he answered back.

He sat with Luffy for a few seconds in silence until his new favorite feline asked, “So Beckham, does Benn stand for Benjamin or Bennifer?”

Please do not copy, modify, translate, or repost my writing on other platforms. Comments, reblogs or likes are highly appreciated!

#one piece #trafalgar d nami #red haired shanks #requests #magical cat #shanks x reader #Kitty D Luffy

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meetmyothersouls · 1 year

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Darling Death

“You can be a king or a street sweeper, but everyone dances with the

Grim Reaper.”

- Robert Alton Harris

Chapter 1 - Day 1

I ran late for work that morning, but made sure to grab coffee on the way in. We normally didn't expect customers for another hour. 7 am was pretty early, even for book worms. I grabbed my mobile order from the coffee shop three doors down from my bookshop, Chapters that Change, and cursed under my breath as I saw someone already waiting outside.

"Sorry, I'm sorry!" I said sympathetically as, I fished my keys out of my fringy cross body bag. I sloshed coffee on my t-shirt in the process. "Shit."

It was a man who was waiting. He looked familiar, like someone I knew or saw somewhere recently. He looked mysterious and maybe a little bit lethal in all black and mostly leather. Black leather pants, a black t-shirt topped with a light black leather overcoat that stretched down to his knees, and black boots, combat style. He didn't say anything as I profusely apologized and dropped my keys three times in the process of trying to unlock the front door. He just stared, an eyebrow arched--in amusement or confusion, I wasn't sure. When I finally opened the door, he slid in behind me, so close I should have been able to feel the warmth of his body.

"Do you need-" I started, turning around to talk to my mysterious customer. "help...with anything...?" He was gone.

I dove into my work, wondering where he may have gone, but quickly forgot about him as I processed new releases and donations. Chapter that Change was a bookstore that sold both second handbooks, and a select few new books, mostly from local and indie authors. I was able to spend most of the first hour in the backroom, scanning inventory and checking conditions of books, anything with ripped pages had to go went into a bargain bin, while anything with mold or water damage went into the garbage. Mold is like a disease to books once one has it, they all will.

Then, I felt it. He was behind me. I turned, my voice catching in my throat even though I knew He was there.

"I-you-what-"

He stopped there again. His arched eyebrow as menacing as it was attractive. He turned, looking behind him as if there was a possibility I was talking to someone else rather than the ominous stranger in my backroom.

"You can't be in here," I finally choked out.

He nodded once, turned again and walked out. I watched him through the slim glass window on the door, hoping he'd walk out of my store all together. Instead, he turned left, traveling deeper into the bookstore.

"Who are you talking to?"

I jumped, yelping as I turned around. Josie arrived through the back entrance, holding her coffee and a laptop, looking as confused as I felt.

"You didn't see that guy?" I asked looking over my shoulder. "He's..."

"Is he hot?" Josie asked.

"I mean, yeah he's hot but he's kinda creepy, like...in an ominous Joe Goldburg way, you know?"

"Oh, fuck. Where is he? Is he still here?" Josie sat down her coffee on top of her laptop, already making her way into the store. She was always looking for a causal fuck.

"He's out there somewhere," I said, waving her off. "Ask him to leave? He's creeping me out."

Josie was already gone, scoping the place out for the mystery man. I finished scanning in my stack of books and loaded my cart up, then dragged it out to the floor to stock. Most of the books on my cart were heavy, in both weight and content: Edgar Allen Poe, Stephen King, Bram Stoker. I walked over to the second-hand horror section, stopping at 'K' for King. I got about four books on the shelf until I noticed a pair of eyes staring at me from the other side. I screamed, sending my cart flying down the aisle as I took quick steps away from Him. My back slammed against the spines of books behind me. Half of the books on my cart now strewn across the floor. He stood up straight, towering over the cases of books and made his way around until he was standing over me. He offered his hand in what I thought was to help me off the floor, but when I grabbed it my vision went black. Everything sounded like it was underwater and far away. I felt myself jerking on the floor, but I couldn't do anything about it. Then He appeared in the vision and behind him stood something taller, darker and evil. A cloaked figure, with seemingly no face. Boney hands appeared from baggy sleeves and held a 7-foot-tall scythe. The man from the bookstore knelt down and cupped my face gently and my convulsions stopped.

"My dear, y/n," He said, his voice backed by the dark, evil thing behind, speaking the same words he spoke, only several octaves lower. "You have thirteen days."

Then, the world came back into view, almost overwhelmingly so. The air around me was loud. The ground under me was cold and hard. My breathing was rapid and my heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my stomach and ears. Josie stood over me, her eyes wide with fear.

"What the fuck is going on?" I shifted on the ground, backing myself into the bookcase again. "Oh my god, y/n, are you high?"

"What?! No! I don't..." I stood up, using the bookshelves behind me as leverage. I still felt weak, and I didn't trust my legs to support me. As the front door came into view, I heard the bell ding and the door swing shut as He left the bookstore.

"Hello?! Earth to y/n!?" Josie snapped in front of my face.

"No, no. I don't know what's happening." There was a sudden overwhelming need to follow Him. Like a gravitational pull that was dragging me toward the door. "Can you hang on a minute? I gotta check on something."

I left Josie, dumbfounded in the horror section as I ran after Him. He was easy to spot, but hard to catch up to. His strides were long, compared to my short ones. I had to run and push through the morning crowd on their way to work before I grabbed his coat and spun him around. Shockingly, he spun around, that same look of half confusion half amusement on his face.

"What the fuck was that!?" I yelled.

Passersby looked at me like I was crazy, giving me incredulous looks and side eyes.

"Whose she talking to, mama?" I heard a little boy ask, but that didn't register until much later.

"What was what?" He finally spoke, his voice the same was the one in the vision I had in the bookstore.

"Oh, for fucks sake," I said, already tired of His games and people looking at me like I was psychotic. I grabbed His arm and pulled him into the ally next to us. "You following me into the bookstore, barging into my backroom, and then grabbing my hand and giving me some fucked up vision or some shit! Who are you!?"

The man laughed, "You're asking the wrong questions, y/n."

"What the fuck does that mean?"

He shrugged.

"What was that?" I tried the question again.

"That was your fate."

"My fate? What the fuck does that even mean?"

"I wasn't expecting you to be able to see me," he said, annoyed.

"What? Can you please just try to make sense for five fucking seconds?"

The man took steps toward me, the heels of his boots heavy against the old brick of the alley. He stopped once he was close enough for me to feel the cold radiate off of his body.

"What does that even mean?"

"It means," his breath was so cold, "most people can't see Death coming."

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theoddcatlady · 5 months

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I was hired to transport an exotic pet to its buyer

“Come on, man, it’s an easy three grand. We just gotta drive through the night.”

I stared at Tucker, my best and stupidest friend. “And it’s not drugs? We aren’t transporting coke or something?” I asked.

“No, dude, it’s not illegal,” He rolled his eyes, “and it’s not drugs or people. I asked.”

I chewed on my inner lip as I considered the drawbacks to joining Tucker on another of his poor life decisions. “What is it then?” I asked.

Tucker shrugged. “All the guy said was come by tonight with a friend.”

God, this was a mistake. I even knew at the time it was a mistake. But I was out of work, like a lot of other people right now. I just needed a little money to hold me over until I could get another job.

So two weeks ago, I went with Tucker to meet with a Mr. Ezra Mack.

Ezra is a portly, short dude with an oversized mustached and droopy eyes. We met with him at a vacant lot just outside of town where the summer fair usually set up, of course, that wasn’t really a thing this year so it was just an empty field with a few pieces of garbage fluttering about. After giving me a once over, Ezra just nodded and said, “You’ll do. Come on, boys.”

We followed Ezra to the other side of the lot, where a U-Haul truck quietly idled away. “Get this to the customer by mornin’, I’ll have three thousand for the each of you, and probably a few more jobs waiting.”

I glanced at Tucker, who was clearly just seeing dollar signs, but I was a little more skeptical. “What’s in it?” I asked.

Ezra chuckled before gesturing forward. “Take a peek son, just keep your distance,” He said.

Somewhat relieved that he didn’t seem all that concerned by me seeing what was inside, I went up to the truck and opened up the back.

All I could make out in the darkness was a cage. Then I saw a pair of eyes looking back and I heard a beastly snarl.

I yelped and fell back on my ass. Ezra laughed it up some more and he shut the door before I could get a better look. “Exotic pets, people pay an arm and a leg for somethin’ that can gobble them and their kids up,” He said.

“Is it a tiger?” Now Tucker looked disappointed he didn’t get a better look.

“Sure, if that makes you feel better.” Ezra helped me back to my feet and patted my shoulder. “Clock’s tickin’, so get a move on. I suggest you don’t think too hard about it and don’t take too many stops until you reach the customer. And stay out of the fuckin’ back. He’s caged for now, but I don’t want either of you pissin’ him off, I’m not payin’ for your hospital bill.”

I nodded. I didn’t need to be told twice. You know, I was actually relieved it was ‘just’ a tiger, considering the other less favorable options like drug or human trafficking.

After Tucker and I played a round of rock paper scissors, it turned out I was going to be driving for the first leg. We only stopped for a bit to get a six pack of Pepsi and a few bags of Lay Chips before we were on the road.

“So how big was it?” Tucker asked after we really got going.

“I couldn’t see, probably huge. Hope it’s not a man eater,” I joked.

Tucker elbowed me before he began tossing potato chips in his mouth. “Tigers were always my favorite as a kid,” He said between crunches. “But I don’t think they make good pets.”

“It’s legal in this state… I think. It’s like Tiger King.”

“Have you even fucking seen that show yet?”

“My ex changed the Netflix pass before I could.”

Tucker began to loudly cackle before an exceptionally loud snarl jerked us both back into reality- even if it was in a cage, there was a very dangerous animal in the back of our truck, only the bars of its cage and the thin siding of the truck keeping it from ripping our heads off if it so pleased. Tucker laughed nervously before stuffing more chips in his mouth.

I don’t really mind driving, not even at night. It’s kinda relaxing, usually the roads are pretty empty and I can just daydream away. Of course, usually I don’t have to hear quiet growling coming behind me every few minutes. It wasn’t constant, just every now and then I’d start to relax and then I’d hear the growling. Definitely kept me on alert.

Honestly, if we hadn’t gotten pulled over, we would’ve made it to the customer with no problems and I never would’ve thought twice about it.

But when I saw those red and blue lights in my side view mirror, my stomach practically dropped into my feet. Tucker had been pretty chipper until that point as well, I swear his dark face went a few shades paler as I pulled over. “What do we do?” He asked.

“Bullshit him until he leaves us the fuck alone,” I hissed back.

The cop strode up to the truck a minute or so later, flashing his light in. I could tell off the bat this was not going to be pleasant. I won’t pretend that I know every cop in the world, but every cop I’ve met has been an insufferable jackass. Especially when they think I’m up to something, which other than that night, I really haven’t ever been.

“License and registration, please,” He said.

I just reminded myself he had a gun before I got my license. “Not my truck, officer, I’m doing a favor for a friend,” I said.

“What kind of favor?” He eyed the truck.

“Moving things. We’ve been driving for like five hours already,” I said.

The cop ‘humphed’ before glancing at my license. I prayed for it to be over.

But of course, the tiger chose that moment to start kicking up a ruckus.

I cringed as I heard the growling and snarling kick up full force, and I knew I heard Tucker face palm.

The cop scowled before handing me back the license. “Stay there,” He ordered before he strode to the back of the truck. I didn’t bother with the ‘But you need a warrant’ bit, I knew I was screwed. My lack of knowledge about exotic pets was now coming to bite me in the ass. It probably was illegal to keep tigers in my state and I just didn’t know.

Cop threw open the back door. There was a beat of silence. Then a ‘What the-’. Then a crash and a scream of terror.

Didn’t matter if the guy was a jerk, I immediately leaped out of the truck to go rescue him, Tucker hot on my heels. I skidded to a stop in the back of the truck, flicked on my phone’s light, and pointed it into the truck, seeing that the bars had been ripped apart like cardboard before I focused on the ‘pet’.

… Yeah, no, that definitely wasn’t a tiger.

The humanoid creature back there was nearly big enough to reach the ceiling, his antlers made it the rest of the way. He had the cop crushed between his clawed hands, the man’s face white with shock before the creature opened its mouth and smashed down on his skull.

Blood and gore sprayed out from what remained of the cop’s head and Tucker did the smart thing by slamming the door shut.

We both bolted for the front of the truck, before I made it I ended up spewing out my stomach contents all over the ground. With trembling legs I climbed back into the truck, where Tucker was in the middle of a panic attack.

“What… the fuck… was that?” Tucker managed to get out as he hyperventilated.

I shook my head, wiping a bit of puke off my lips. I now missed the growling, now replaced by crunching and a wet tearing. I glanced at the GPS, we had an hour to go.

Mechanically, I put the truck in gear and began driving off, ignoring Tucker asking what the fuck we were doing. In truth, I’m not sure what I was thinking. All I could think was ‘get this fucker to our destination and get the hell out of here’.

The chewing became white noise, my focus mostly on the road in front of us. Our destination was thankfully tucked way back in the woods, no more interstate for us, but what was worse was when the horrifying mastication of the body finally drew to a close.

The chewing was replaced by a sound that made the hair on my neck stand on end.

Whispering. From the back of the truck I swear to god I heard whispering.

I craned my ears in an attempt to make out any distinct words, but it was too muffled for me to make out any clear words. Tucker began reciting the Lord’s Prayer, whimpering in between each breath. I just gripped that steering wheel even tighter and watched the minutes tick down slowly on the GPS.

The house we pulled up to was pretty nice, it wasn’t like a woodland mansion or anything but I certainly couldn’t afford it. Tucker bailed from the truck before I even came to a full stop, and I wasn’t far behind him.

I sped walk to the front door and didn’t even knock before the customer opened up.

He looked so normal, man. Like the average dude you’d pass on the sidewalk and promptly forget in two seconds. Not like a person who was buying monsters. But he glanced back at the truck and his eyes just lit up. “Is he here?” He asked.

“Yeah,” I wiped the sweat off my forehead, “The cage is broken though. And it ate someone.”

The man sighed and somehow had the nerve to look relieved. “Well, if he’d fed, that’ll actually make things easier. His hunger will be sated for the moment. Come on in, put your feet up for a bit. We can handle it from here,” He said.

Tucker and I waited in the man’s kitchen, sipping flat Pepsi and doing our best not to look out the window where the man and a few other people were getting that thing out of the back of the truck. The man came in about half an hour later, told us they sprayed out the inside of the truck, handed us a few wadded up hundred dollar bills for a tip (“since you arrived almost an hour before the estimated time”, he said), and we went home.

It was quiet in the cab on the way back. Unnervingly quiet. Tucker wasn’t cracking jokes, we kept the radio off, and we did our best not to stare at the abandoned cop car by the side of the road as we passed on by.

No one’s ever questioned us about the missing cop, even when we told Ezra what happened he seemed unbothered. He was more pissed about the cage being broken, saying his boss was going to be ticked to learn that this new cage didn’t hold up to snuff. We got paid, I went home, and I did my best to wipe the night’s events from my mind.

I hoped it would never come back to bite me either. But of course, I was wrong.

Yesterday I went grocery shopping and came home to Tucker twiddling his thumbs and a woman wearing a flannel shirt with the sleeves pushed up, revealing a nasty scar on her forearm that looked like a bite mark.

“You’re Killion?” She asked. Still too flabbergasted about there being a stranger in my living room, I just nodded. “Good. Tucker here told me how well you handled yourself with the last delivery.”

She placed a check on my coffee table.

“I’m Beth, Ezra’s boss. I’m here offering you full time work. I promise, they won’t all be nearly as rough as that first one.”

… Like I said, I was out of a job.

#my stories

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lmk-aus-galore · 6 months

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Cinema Sins/Wins Rip off of Lego Monkie Kid

‘Duplicatnation’

Inspired by @satansaidmyturnintheh3llscape

Rules:

-I won’t be counting Animation Mistakes, because Idk how to do that, and I myself am a beginner animator (more like incredibly amateur, to the point I’m asking my sister for help) Unless of course the Animation is obviously and clearly having a mistake for me to watch. (Or it is said in the wiki) The other reason is because I don’t want to keep repeating a scene just to check for an animation mistake.

-I also won’t be counting flashbacks as ‘mistakes’ because most of them are based on bias.

-I’ll be formatting it like this

-Neutral

-Sin

-Win

-Most of this is Commentary, so there won’t be a last sentence nor win or sin counter.

-This is mostly for fun, no need to get offended.

Alright I’ll be placing the rules every single time, without further ado, let’s get into the episode

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-Intro

-._.

-Already we’re having a good start to the episode, having a look at our dear boy’s daily life.

-And already we see the side effects of being a people pleaser…

-And already we can see the negative effects it’s having on MK-

-I do wonder if that paint’s gonna last in the water…heck what does the water look like with all the painting he’s doing?

-So is it normal for people to go at the arcade every night?

-Stress in a TV show, this is why kids, you don’t overbook and you can always say no.

-‘Wow MK, you look like hot garbage’ that line always throws me off for some reason, Tang was brutally honest here-

-Also he’s here again, so he just comes there everyday…I feel worried for his stomach-

-That bowl of noodles is obviously MK’s breakfast, no way in hell is Pigsy gonna let him eat that.

-I always wonder, if the place is so busy, then why is the shop always empty?

-‘You’re pushing yourself too hard MK, working all day, partying all night, painting boats?’ And this my friend is the reason you’re not a dad, you’re a mom.

-But in all seriousness does anyone not notice that for MK or…?

-‘I don’t wanna let my friends down y’know’ establishing the character development right away.

-I’m still wondering why Mei is partying every night at the arcade.

-It’s specifically the arcade even- like they don’t even go anywhere else-like seriously girl how are you not bored yet?

-MK forgetting Wukong’s abilities makes him more life-like cause damn even I don’t know all his abilities, like, we know the main ones are in the show, but in the original JTTW he’s confirmed to have the ability to revive the dead-

-‘One of Monkey King’s 72 transformations’ wait, is that true? Or is this a mistake? Does this even count as a transformation?

-The animation is so beautiful :3

-Glad they changed it to blow, in one translation, Wukong had to chew on his own hair and turn it into a hair ball before making it into a monkey, that would have been unsanitary to be honest-

-I’m also guessing they changed it to blow as in ‘Blow life unto it’ Idk, I’ve seen a lot of legends in Asia that tell about the creation of people and how Gods literally have to ‘Blow air into them’ to bring them to life.

-Foreshadowing

-Tiny little detail that not everything about the animation is copy and pasted.

-Love how Tang slowly gets concerned over time- perhaps this is how he just becomes that other parental figure in his life?

-Another tiny detail, both MK’s don’t leave at the same time.

-Man, Tang’s really chill compared to his past life-

-So…when delivery MK was made…was the reason he ate all that food was because this MK was skipping breakfast? Because he’s taking those orders surprisingly fast…

-I LOVE Party MK

-Again, Tang why are you still here?! That amount of noodles can’t be good for your stomach.

-Notable detail, Pigsy squeals when scared.

-I know some people will call this out as fat shaming, but they may be trying to do the old 2015-2019 format of cartoons. Still this might be offensive to some people.

-See this is why you shouldn’t constantly work someone to perfection.

-Also Porty MK got a point Mei, no one parties this much- So kinda miscommunication there?

-Haha

-Ok that is a concerning amount of hair loss…

-Although Delivery MK is pretty adorable, he acts like a baby :3

-‘I don’t know.’ PFFT HAHAAH- it’s funny cause it’s never really said in the book how Wukong got rid of his clones.

-Delivery MK confirms that even the clones can lift the staff.

-The fact the only wavy kung fu MK knew was that one move Wukong taught him last episode.

-Hairball

-I kinda feel bad for these clones tbh.

-‘OG MK in the House Yo!’ ‘I don’t even know what that means!’ Implies that MK would have learned ‘90’s’ or ‘party slang’ if he kept partying with Mei.

-You know, MK being evil is terrifying tbh.

-‘You’re really bad at making clones by the way’ Sorry Mei- but uhm, I think the clones are him, just in a much deeper level than you’d expect.

-Why did you need that many clones?!

-Ok, first off how was this legal? Secondly, did Porty MK bribe the owner or something? Thirdly, How the hell did you even make this?!

-Oof, played yerself.

-The fact the hair just…sticks.

-‘Did you learn your lesson?’ Yeah, it’s MK learn to say no, and Everyone, ask someone else, he isn’t the only person in the world. Seriously guys, from what I see you only overwork him.

Yeah! Sorry this came late-

#lego monkie kid #lmk #monkie kid #lmk mk #mk lmk #lmk qi xiaotian #lmk mei #lmk tang #lmk pigsy #lmk sandy

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dreaminlittlenightmares · 1 year

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Write the Mirror Man giving fashion advice to another character (your pick) :P

Mirror Man goes into Edna Mode mode lol

Title: Throw Yourself into the Garbage Word Count: 702 Characters: the Mirror Man, the Granny

If the Mirror Man could gorge out his eyes, he would; except, he didn't have eyes. He could see perfectly with his long, thick tendrils and anything that passed in front of a mirror caught his attention. He had a nasty habit of staring from his side, whether that be looking at a crime that was happening or gazing into another person's eyes. This one leaned more towards the former, though the crime in question was of his personal opinion.

The longer the Mirror Man watched the elderly woman pose in front of a cracked, full body mirror, the more he wanted to gag. Her clothing was hideous, both for her frame and in design. Her dress was overcrowded with floral patterns, like the dress was designed to camouflage the wearer in a garden. The cluttered pattern erased the woman's body shape, which the Mirror Man couldn't tell if she was very skinny or very fat. The dress draped over her body like a cloak and she moved in it with heavy sways. If she was trying to seduce the mirror, it failed.

"Please take it off," the Mirror Man begged loudly, "This dress is just absolute garbage. I don't even want to know where you got it. Just put it back in the trash, where it belongs."

The Granny froze and frantically looked around. She was the only person around, and nobody on the Maw had a voice like this one. "Hello?" she asked, "Who's there!?"

"Old woman, I'm telling you to take off the dress!" The Mirror Man moved closer to come into view. One hand hugged around his torso, while the other one curled in front, where his mouth would be. "Please, before I come forth and rip it off myself!"

The Granny stared at the cracked mirror and the being on the other side. "Excuse me? Who do you think you are spying on a young lass while she's changing?"

"Young?" the Mirror Man gagged, but collected himself quickly. "Ah, I see. You're the Old Lady of the Maw. I've heard of you, madam. I am the-"

"I know who you are, king," the Granny cut him off with a sly smile, "Don't you think this dress is wonderful? My lovely successor flushed it down for me. How thoughtful of her…"

The Mirror Man gawked at her. "I would have words with that witch," he mumbled, "But, please. That dress is terrible. Take it off."

"No." The Granny crossed her arms and pouted. "Unless you tend to dress me yourself, Mirror King."

"Would you like that?" the Mirror Man chimed with excitement; anything to rid that disgusting dress from his eyes. "I can do that! Please. This-" He fluttered a hand towards the dress, "needs to go. I can give you something better."

"Like what?" the Granny asked in a daring voice.

The Mirror Man's tendrils curled with eagerness. He snapped his fingers and his clothes changed from his usual dress shirt, dress pants, and bow tie to a modest knee length dress with small flowers printed on it. "If you want a dress, I recommend this. If you want something with flowers but with a younger look then…" He snapped his fingers again and wore a long sleeve, floral print blouse with pair of slacks and loafers. "Comfy, warm, stylish."

"Hmm…" The Granny stroked her chin. "You can conjure up any sort of fashion?"

"Of course!"

"Then, I wish for something loud!" The Granny flung her skinny twig arms in the air. "Like one of those Hawaiian print shirts and sunglasses! Like a tourist, but chic! Tacky, but glamorous. Can you do that, Mirror King?"

The Mirror Man chuckled. "Pfft, that's not even a challenge, old madam." And with that, he went to work. By the time the mirror and the hag were done, they had created at least ten outfits. The Granny ventured up to the kitchens in one of her new outfits, adorning a pink polka dot shirt with puffy sleeves, a pair dark green capris, and a comfy pair of loafers on her feet. She took her seat at the dining table to eat, beaming happily at the bewildered stares from the crew members.

#little nightmares #the granny #the mirror man #dream granted #short dapples

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sunsage · 1 year

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He didn't really mean to end up in the mists, but there wasn't much he could do when they closed in around his house. Okay, maybe he could have stayed inside and waited it out but unfortunately staying put just wasn't in his blood.

At least he was smart enough to grab some snacks with him. Magic fog is much less intimidating when you're busy fighting with a seal on a bag of chips (seriously, could they not make these bags accessible for someone with four fingers?). He ends up just ripping into it with his teeth, tearing the corner open when a shift in the air catches his attention and he stops, lowering the bag.

He hears the incoming hit before he sees it, the whooshing sound of a weighted stick sailing through the air. Thousand year old instincts kick in and he ducks, the stick missing him by a hair.

"Ha!" The moment of triumph is brought down a little by another hit that gets him right on the forehead. And then another one, on his knuckles. The chip bag falls to the ground, chips scattering all over the dirt.

"Don't 'ha' me, Sun Wukong." A familiar voice scolds him, confirming his suspicions. Not that he could ever forget the sting of his master's cane anyway.

"First time I see you in centuries and you immediately hit me." Monkey King crouches to scoop all the chips from the ground back into the bag as fast as he can. Dust he can handle, but if they get soggy because of the fog he's not going to eat them.

"Don't be daft, you know this isn't really me." He glances at the man as he gets up. And so it is not. There is a certain weightlessness to this version of his old master, the Patriarch's robes almost blending into the fog around them. It can't be a ghost, since as far as he knows the man is still alive and well (and likely always will be, much like him). Could be a trap but it doesn't feel like one. It feels more like a... nostalgic dream of sorts.

"Can you give me something to do or are you going to keep hitting me with the don'ts?" Once again, his chips are knocked out of his hands before he can even think to dodge. He doesn't even bother picking it up this time.

"Don't get smart with me." Patriarch Bodhi raises his stick again in warning and Wukong relents, raising both his arms in surrender before bowing at the waist. With a hum, the stick is placed back onto the ground. "Good. At least you didn't forget your manners."

Strong, wiry fingers hook under his chin, lifting his head up and twisting it this way and that as his master looks him over with his usual stern gaze. He lets it happen, resisting the childish urge to stick his tongue out at the other. It's almost surprising to him how much he doesn't mind being manhandled like this.

The other hand comes up, tracing the wrinkles in the corner of his eye and he squints, nose scrunching up in discomfort, but doesn't pull back even then.

"You look tired, my student. And thin. Have you been eating?" His master's eyes slide down to the fallen bag of chips, utterly unsalvageable at this point, contempt clear on his face. "Anything other than.... this garbage."

"I haven't been your student in about as long as I haven't needed food-" the grip on his chin tightens and Wukong squeaks in a way he hasn't done since he was very young. "-yes! Yes, I have been eating."

And it's not even a lie. Between having to feed the monkeys that live with him and having to feed Sun (a lot), his own diet has been rather decent for once (if a little too full of takeout).

Patriarch Bodhi squints at him, searching his face for something. Once satisfied, the man nods and lets him go abruptly, almost making him fall over - on purpose if he had to guess.

"As you should. You will need to be at your best performance for what lies ahead." And it's just like the guy to drop some vague and ominous statement like this in the middle of the conversation. Monkey King can't say he's surprised.

"So something is going to happen." Isn't that always the way it goes? Sometimes his life really feels like a chain of disasters followed by brief moments of peace. Not always. Just... sometimes. "And let me guess: you aren't going to tell me what it is."

"No. You will find out soon enough." For a brief moment as he looks at him, Sun Wukong can swear he sees something in the Patriarch's eyes that looks almost like pity, but before the can confirm it the man turns away and starts walking. In the distance, a familiar shape of the mountain temple starts to form from the mists. "Come. I wish to talk to you about your successor."

The older man stops and glances back at him.

"After all, you passed my techniques onto him. Without asking."

With a sheepish laugh Monkey King follows right after, falling into step by his elder's side.

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"This better not be a trick to try and make me do chores again."

"Oh, so you will do them for your other master but not me?"

"Heh, you... know about that..."

"I know most everything. Don't worry, Sun Wukong, this truly is none of my concern. Though I must say your taste in men is questionable at best. First that cursed Macaque and the others and now this-"

"HOW ABOUT WE STOP TALKING FOR A LITTLE WHILE."

#isola drabble #ir event: mystified #i guess this counts as s4 spoilers a little? in terms of 'this character is there'#but everyone was making 'meeting the parents' drabbles so i wanted to make one too #it's dad time! it's time for dad #the dad is of questionable quality and morality but lbr so is he so it fits

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uneasylisteningradio · 1 year

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The Kids Just Don’t Understand: Women’s History Month Edition

Image: Marsha P. Johnson

Songs by women for international women's day/women's history month! Of course trans women have always been included in this annual show, but given the wild, overblown and dangerous panic going on around trans people's right to exist and be themselves in the US and elsewhere right now, I wanted to up their representation. It's pretty much the least I can do to lift up people who are dealing with a lot of garbage right now. Well I guess the VERY least anyone can do is just be respectful of trans people and let them live their dang lives and be happy.

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G.L.O.S.S. - We Live

DJ speaks over Wendy Carlos - Clockworks (Bloody Elevators)

Elaine Brown - The End of Silence Neonates - Tres Wayne County & the Backstreet Boys - Flip Your Wig Anthrax - I Will Never Marry Fault 151 - Radiation Man Het Ward - No One Is Ever Going To Tell Us How To Love Again

DJ speaks over Holly Golightly - Grandstand

Pandemix - Pigs at the Trough Carole King - Pleasant Valley Sunday (Demo) Alptraum GmbH - Herzschrittmacher Revu - Bex Adres Sister Rat - Los Huevos Buenos The Lewd - Magnetic Heart

DJ speaks over Wendy Carlos - Sheep May Safely Graze, from “Cantata no. 208”

Laura Lee - Women's Love Rights Marie-France - (La Vie Me Chante) Ouh La La La Girls At Our Best! - Pleasure Rip Rig and Panic - Storm the Reality Asylum

DJ speaks over Wendy Carlos - Handel's Water Music - Air

The Hirs Collective - A Prømise / T.D.Ø.V. Zona - Boule Ques Rotary Club - American Tower Suburban Youth - Held On Wimp - Trans Day of Vengeance DOGMA - Beauty The Chantels - Maybe Juicy Fruits - Jenie wa Gokigen Naname Millie Jackson- Hypocrisy

DJ speaks over The Surfrajettes - Toxic

Lái - Jalang Erase Errata - Tongue Tied Alessia Obino - Outshined No-Song Kutkotz - Telegram Dislocation Dance - You Can't Beat History

DJ speaks over Wendy Carlos - Two Polymoog Improvisations

Kontrola W. - Bossa Nova PhysiQue - Yesterday's Anguish, Tomorrow's Despair 48 Chairs - Snap It Around Horrid - Repulsion

Poison Girls - Persons Unknown

#radio #community radio #womens history #all women #punk #hardcore punk #jazz #soul #proto punk #anarcho punk #queercore #sunshine pop #electronica #ye-ye girls #post punk

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TASK 001: A Sun Killer Lullaby - An Aaliyah Rose Playlist

Though music changes through the years, there are elements of it that always remain the same. Aaliyah Rose, though different from the woman that died as Alina Roth, is still the same in many ways, though she tries to shove them down. Still, she’s changed, evolved, so much so that it’s hard to recognize her. Gone are the days of lofty aristocracy. Instead, they’ve been replaced with a little more grit.

Vinyl records typically have an A-side and a B-side, the A-side featuring the songs that an artist or record label expects or wants to be the most popular. On the flip-side (or B-side) are the songs that tend to get less attention. For Aaliyah’s playlist, the “A-side” is her most forward facing self, the one that she shows to people on a regular basis, while her “B-side” exposes more of the inner workings of her character. Spanning genre and decade, there’s a hint of bite to each of these tracks befitting a vampire of Aaliyah’s age and status.

Listen here. Songs detailed more below the cut.

Side A

Killer Queen by Queen | To avoid complications / She never kept the same address / In conversation / She spoke just like a baroness.

I Like It Heavy by Halestorm | Some like beautiful, perfect and pretty / I see the good in the bad and the ugly / I need the volume one louder than ten / Put the pedal to the metal needle into the red.

Sun Killer by Spiritbox | Tell me the waves won't rise / And monsters will fade with time / To temper the blaze with the twist of a knife / A sun killer lullaby.

You’re Gonna Go Far Kid by The Offspring | With a thousand lies and a good disguise / Hit 'em right between the eyes / Hit 'em right between the eyes / When you walk away, nothing more to say / See the lightning in your eyes / See 'em running for their lives.

Notorious by Adelitas Way | I am exactly what they say I am / I stand for everything that they can't stand / I can't help it, I was born this way / But when I'm gone you'll remember my name.

Maneater by Hall and Oates | She's deadly man, she could really rip your world apart / Mind over matter / Ooh, the beauty is there but a beast is in the heart.

Only Happy When It Rains by Garbage | I only smile in the dark / My only comfort is the night gone black / I didn't accidentally tell you that / I'm only happy when it rains.

Side B

I Don’t Wanna Be An Asshole Anymore by The Menzingers | And I've been wandering and I live through the garden of your heart ache / Always making a mess, always stumbling out the door / But I don't wanna be an asshole anymore.

Criminal by Fiona Apple | Heaven help me for the way I am / Save me from these evil deeds before I get them done / I know tomorrow brings the consequence at hand / But I keep livin' this day / Like the next will never come.

Heart of Glass by Blondie | Once I had a love and it was a gas / Soon turned out had a heart of glass / Seemed like the real thing, only to find / Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind.

Bitter Sweet Symphony by The Verve | But I'm a million different people / From one day to the next / I can't change my mold.

King by Florence + the Machine | But a woman is a changeling, always shifting shape / Just when you think you have it figured out / Something new begins to take.

Bonus Track

Kiss from a Rose by Seal | Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey / Ooh, the more I get of you, stranger it feels, yeah / And now that your rose is in bloom / A light hits the gloom on the grey.

#lunarcoveinspo #lunarcoveprompt #lunarcovepromt1 #the sound of guitar grunge: music #guaranteed to blow your mind: about #i can't change my mold: meta

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Hope your doing well. I’m still in awe of your moodboards and fics! Just wanted to say a huge thank you for your incredible contributions to the Jonerys fandom. I w as just curious your thoughts on the Jon Snow sequel show? Personally I love Emilia and I love Kit but I’m quite shocked he would agree to a sequel show after what they put him through? I’m secretly hoping it’s because Emilia is involved in a resurrection storyline and that’s why but idk. I don’t wanna see it unless there’s Jonerys.

Hi anon! Thank you so much for this sweet message, it was a great way to start my day 🧡 My thoughts…first, nothing is completely confirmed yet, but mainly I'm just confused, haha. I love Kit and Jon is one of my favorite fictional characters of all time (book and show), but I completely disregard season 8. They assassinated about every character and made one of the most-loved shows of all time completely unwatchable for many people. That said, what story is there left to tell? If anyone asked me the odds of any of the cast wanting to return, I would have said there's a zero chance for Kit (and honestly, most of the cast except for maybe a couple). However, I don't actually know the man and his reasoning if it is true, and I'm just going by his post-show interviews with how difficult things were for him and how hard it was to remove himself from it, etc. Now if they retconned all of season 8, I would be very interested, but there's probably a 0.0000001% chance of that ever happening.

I can't really see Emilia getting involved since, from what we've deduced, she wasn't happy with how Dany's story evolved and ultimately ended. Coming back would mean further solidifying the show-canon, and even if was a resurrection plot I'm still not sure where they could take that either. I would think it would be too painful and exhausting for her, but again, I don't really know her. It also still is a a bit too fresh since it was only, what, 3 years ago? So I'm surprised with the backlash that HBO is actually considering touching anything remotely related to that flaming hot garbage. I'm sure there is an audience for it because there are people who enjoyed GoT to the very end, but when I say that can't be me... Idk, maybe it will go nowhere just like the Stark prequel did, but even if it gets greenlit it's not going to personally push me out of the fandom or make me stop writing/creating/reading. I'm too stubborn and love these idiots way too much. They'd have to rip Jonerys out of my cold dead hands.

I'm also a bit sad because one of my first thoughts when I read the news was actually: imagine if Jonerys had gotten their happy ending and this was going to be a sequel to that? Obviously probably too cheesy to actually get picked up but we could have had some Jonerys family adventures, maybe see how they were getting on with Dany as Queen and Jon as King Consort, their children, etc. Or maybe they decided to leave the continent and the assholes in it for good and go somewhere else to start a life 😆But I think the what-we-could-have-had is more upsetting, for me, than anything else. But that's what fanfiction is for. (Since GRRM is, well, you know...) I just wish so hard that we had gotten a lot more (happy) Jonerys screen time. Anyway, sorry for the slight rant, anon; I'm not even sure if this is a very well put-together opinion piece but that's all I've got for the moment. Thank you for checking in!! It's greatly appreciated.

#anon

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Previous/next/first

I am going to rewatch one episode of ninjago a day until I ether give up or finish I will put my thoughts down as I watch it and rate each episode out of ten.

Day 6

Season 1 episode 6 the snake king

Oroborus looks really lame

Mail man and his funky little flying bike

Stop scaring the child guys

Any time they start arguing about the green ninja I roll my eyes because the argument is so stupid

The new gis are the best thing ever one of my top favorite gis

Poor Lloyd he gets a box and no amusement park visit

I have always wondered what the heck the breastplate armor thingy mabob Kai is wearing. Like what the heck is that

But my favorite out of these gis has to be jays the side metal thing just works so well with the gi after that it would probably go Kai’s then coles then Zane’s

What is the ninjas obsession with jumping off a high point to the ground when only one of them has a flying vehicle

Mega monster amusement park my beloved

Nya stealing the spotlight like the girl boss she is

I don’t know how they don’t find that suspicious that she was there already

That kid in blue is Tarifiying Looking

Wu so knows that nya is samurai x how else would he get here so fast

Also did you leave poor Lloyd at home

Is that cotton candy on a bone?

Wu is such a child at heart

I hate I hate I HATE the stupid green ninja competition IT IS DUMB AND ULTIMATELY SERVES NO PURPOSE

Cole starts talking in his voice but steals Kai’s voice for his last line (7)

Nya is jut enjoying ducking with them at this point

Wow jay canonically cross dresses

Kai should know by now that leaving Lloyd alone is never a good idea

How does no one see through this garbage disguise

Cotton balls are ear plugs aparently

Oh the games rigged isn’t it

Why did Lloyd think this would work

Nobody notices that Lloyd’s missing. Wow the ninja are rude

They be detectiving

Also those tracks would be long gone by now

Imbeciles ur ninja be stealthy

When the fudge did she get caught

Life’s not fair jay

Yet again nya is screwing with them

Jay abuse :)

The second time out of three that they use this over powered move

Nya is panicking

Wow that looks so useful guys

Wow tiny spikes that you can easily backflip over like you did with the samurai mech

Wow jay said he hates nya wow his simping has stoped

Nya what did those two Sneks ever do to you

Rip nyas mech

And somehow Kai’s hair is as spiky and perfect as ever

Kai being a good brother. He isn’t mad at nya he just supports her and says she is amazing. I love it

He’s worried oh Kai this is why ur my favorite ninja u dumb egotistical softy you

Kai steals coles voice again. Like guys how many times can you mess this up. I get one or two times but like 8 times plus the other ninja switching voices like come on. (8)

Kai is an excellent liar

Wu knew nothing gets past him

Final thoughts

This episode was good. It had its moments and nya overall just fucking with the ninja was hilarious. Also kai got good attention this episode so that’s a win. It’s just a bit slow in some parts. Over all I give this episode a 6/10

#ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago rewatch #day 6

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Doctor Who Liveblog, S1 E1 "Rose"

- why did the security guart have the lotto money??? is there not a seperate counter for that??

- whys there lotto in a clothing store???

- why is the CEO in the basement?

- why does he have a hazard sign on his door?

- Wilson... things ain't looking too good.

- Rose i think Wilson is dead.

- The practical effects are really good in this episode. The Mannequin People look so creepy.

- they were really just gonna karate chop this girl

- "being silly" girlie they were going to kill you.

- "who's wilson?" "chief electrician" actually his door says CEO so idk about that.

- christopher eccleston i love you.

- idk if its a british thing but WHY is the back alley of the shop covered in the same two posters. dont you guys have graffiti in britain?

- ALL of central london closed off??? that seems like a huge area.

- Mickey you worrywart. you're very sweet but you're also exceuciatingly normal.

- "i'm not bailing you out" Jackie she lives at YOUR flat. you're already helping her a lot lmfao

- random stuffed bear on Rose's bed

- "well what'd you do that for?"

- "anything could happen" Jackie that man is queer. he's not interested.

- the way Jackie never notices anything ever. protect your peace queen.

- "is that supposed to sound impressive?" "sort of"

- your honor they are in love.

- the fact that she asks if he's alone & she immediately goes "then start talking" so that he doesnt have to be alone anymore

- my brain is rotting

- "but you're still listening."

- i forgot about his dramatic speech about how he feels the rotation of the earth, the way it spins, the way it hurtles through space. "and if we let go... that's who i am"

- dramatic ass man, bound to pull people in with your mystery.

- ah back in the days of "internet murderer lunatic"

- Clive, please. Be a little bit normal.

- The way it's poorly photoshopped. Oh early 2000s

- "Death." be so serious rn.

- mmmm the CGI garbage can <3

- OOOOH GREEN SCREEN

- Clive please. You're scaring the hoes.

- Pizza. P-P-P-Pizza.

- Cannot believe she did not notice this man suddenly became plastic. Look at him you freak.

- "You can't hide inside a wooden box."

- Obligatory "run around the TARDIS and check that it really is Like That" moment

- The way he's so... patiently understanding that this is a lot.

- Then instantly reveals that he forgets to consider that the people around him are people.

- Him pouting with his arms crossed.

- "Must be completely invisible!" so true king. couldn't possible be right behind you. no way.

- God I forgot how much I loved this music. Not too overbearingly loud or intense, but enough that it helps build the tension & sense of action.

- "I'm not here to kill it."

- The way he rolls his eyes as Rose runs to Mickey.

- "It's an invasion, plain and simple! Don't talk about constitutional rights." OOF.

- Why is the plastic guy kinda 🥵

- "It wasn't my fault! I couldn't save your world, I couldn't save any of them." but he doesn't believe that & he never has.

- Clive about to get his shit rocked.

- RIP Clive. Should have been more paranoid.

- Jackie out here surviving solely because of her plot armor.

- "Just leave him!" and that's why she chooses to go with the Doctor and not stay with Mickey. Because the Doctor would never say that if there was something he could do.

- Rose laughing while her mom is panicking over the phone bc she's justso glad she's alive.

- "Thanks for what?" "Exactly." OUCH.

#doctor who #dw #bbc dw #bbc doctor who #liveblog

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CHAPTER 27: FUTURE GENSOKYO

lord goat obsarved the scene as the taliban and nazis where roundering up the human village "take them for reeducation we must cure them of woke and make them think only freedom thoughts" said shadiversity as he sat on his armor horse with knight armoer "we will go back to the glouous middle ages where socity was good and normal" he said thinking about becoming new king like olden days

a man held his sick human wife "please my wife she is sick go easy on us" said the man but shadiverstys second in command MR BABYFACE got real mad and bursted a blood vassel in his head "DID YOU SAY FUCKING PRONONS YOU FUCKER YOU WILL DIE HOW DARE YOU SAY THE PRONONS AHAHGAHAHAHHA!" he screamed and ripped the mans head off as blood and guts was everything and his wife screamed real bad and gfainted

Lord got gotted his xenon men in car robots called gyrozetters "i will have xenon take over the youkai maountion they can not stop our gyrozetter robots" he laughed but then sh adow jumped down and fired chaos spear "you fool working with nazis and the talban they will ensalve this world this is not progress its misery for the sake of it you utter foolish fool!" said shadow pointing at lord goat

shadow fighted them but it was no good as the gyrozetters beat him up "i have a way to deal with you MORBUS ENGINE B EAM!" said the eraser queen who had soul eraser mind control vr set on and the beam blastered shadow sending ihim into the time vortex.

THE FUTURE OF DARKNESS

shadow woke up in gensokyo but it was grim and ruin as all the woman and youkai where now slaves under the nazi taliban government "what has happen is this future" said shadow with ask

as he went into town the woman where in handmaider tale outfits and shadow saw reimu but older "come along wife of doomcock" said a guard and he whipped reimu

going into town shadow was then covered in solder guards "you are not a religion you are not conforming you are a rebel!" pointed a man and they takened guns out

"just greaT" shadow said and started to fight them with cool moves "CHAOS KICK!"

before bad guys could reinment the rebels had come and opened fire "shadow we need to get out of here we knowed you where coming due to the tablets of time" said the lead as they runned away.

at a cave the leader took her hood off and it was an older mariasa krismas "its you the witch girl " shadow said.

"i was once called wife of Desantis" she looked at the floor "you see after you vanished they bringed osama bin ledin back to life then bill cihiper used an anti magic field generator to kill all magic so when they had armys of nazis and taliban with guns we gotted over runned and the woman became slaves" marisa shed

"but what happen to megamangx and the others??" shadow said.

"they summoned an army of sonix.exes they destoryed the outside world so the illuminati had to colonizie gensokyo as the only safe place becuse of there hurbis and now everything is lost and depressingly horrible" marisa said.

a door opened and it was standing there it was a bearded jon arbunkle and HAT KID "Jon its you!" shadow sad with happy "ive been fighting a while but this kid here they wanted to meet shadow this is hat kid they have helped us a long time" said jon

"i am from another time and place i have come to fixing the timeline shadow you where meant to help megamangx stop the bad future and gorefield you need to go back and stop gensokyos fall it is the key" said hat kid and she took shadow into a garbage

THERE WAS A FIREBIRD CAR THERE WITH COOL CONTROLS "this is the chaos firebird gyroketter is has an omega sigma morbus engine and can send you back to the past you must stop the illuminati from rebuliding osama bin ladin and help megamangx get his mage forms" hat kid said

there was explosions As a group of russianb nationalists lead by pizza boy was there "you sure want to mess up our good future can't let you do that get em boys" said pizza boy as the russians shooted ak47s at hat kid as she took over a 100 bullets "ah get into the time car hurry" she died

"NOOO!" said shadow as he jumpe dinto the firebird and escaped driving into town as he runned over doomcock and over 20 bad guy guards "i need to turn out the time controls" shadow inputted the date and entered the time vortext

BACK IN PRESENT SDAYT

the firebird appeared and turned into robot and punched the xenon gyroketters real hard "I'M BACK BITCHS" SAID SHADOW THE HEDGEHOG and lord goat was scared "IMBOSSBLE I SENT YOU TO THE BAD FUTURE" he said "AND I CAME BACK!" shadow said and his gyro robot kicked him in the face

it was THEN MEGAMANGX ZANE YUKARI REIMU PATCHOLOI REMILIA FLANDERS KOISHI AND SATORY WHERE THERE "we have the power of mages the power of mages of old and uniting we stand against you GEWT OUT OF GENSOKYO YOU FASHIST BASTARDS" megamangx said and they all fired an ultra masterspark at the gyrozetters and shadibery and the taliban blowing them up "such power NO I DO NOT WANTING TO BE DEEAFTED I WAS GOING TO BUILD KNIGHTS AND CASTLES LIKE OLDEN DAYYYYS" and he turned into atoms

"the only olden days are you" said yukari.

shadow was happy as rouge was there too "Megamangx we needing to talk i saw the future and it was bad"

to be continued

#megamangx the adventure #megaman gx #megaman #fanfiction #fanfic #koishi komeiji #lord goat #gyrozetter #marisa kirisame #yukari yakumo #gensokyo #shadow the hedgehog

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I saw you reblogged a post with a photo of a text that said "goddamn the next time you bite your lip while I'm talking to you, you're getting fucked so hard" and I can TOTALLY see Backstage Pass!Bucky saying that to Backstage Pass!Steve🥵

okay, so you and this post got me thinking, so i did a thing. and i'm not gonna lie. it got a little rough.

This Is How All Their Debates End

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Warnings: anal sex, rough sex, spit kink, degradation, derogatory language/name calling (slut, bitch, punk - affectionate)

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“Reality TV is garbage,” Bucky asserts.

Steve shoots back, “I don’t disagree with that, but it’s still a valid form of entertainment.”

“No it fucking isn’t. It’s not entertaining to watch idiots bickering over dumb bullshit, or exploiting their kids for attention, or watching rich people flaunt their expensive garbage. That kind of shit fucks up people's minds. It poisons their whole outlook on life.”

Steve licks his lip into his mouth and chews on it thoughtfully. After a moment he says, “I agree with you completely. And I get that you don’t personally like it. Personally, I don't like it either. I’m just saying for some people, it’s stress relief, or it distracts them from their day-to-day bullshit.”

“That’s what hobbies are for, man. Play a fucking game, knit a goddamn sweater, collect decorative plates, or whatever. Reality TV is poisoning people’s minds. It gives them unreal expectations of the world.”

“Watching TV is a hobby, Buck.”

“No. No, no, no. It is not a hobby. It’s a passive activity, and therefore is not a goddamn hobby.”

“Can you two quit bickering?” you grumble. “I’m watching Kings of Pain. These guys are getting stung by bullet ants on purpose. It’s hilarious.”

“We aren’t bickering,” Bucky huffs, “we’re debating. And you’re kinda stepping on my point here, kitten.”

“See?” Steve gestures at you. “Animal shows are reality TV, and they’re cute, and funny!”

“Okay, they’re cute. I’ll give you that, but don’t you think it’s a little exploitative?”

Steve chews on his lip again while he mulls over Bucky’s comment.

“Goddamn it, Steve,” Bucky growls. “The next time you bite your lip while I’m talking to you, you’re getting fucked so hard.��

Steve sits up straighter, eyeing Bucky hungrily, then slowly, deliberately, licks his bottom lip between his teeth and bites it.

Bucky flings himself across the space, and knocks Steve flat on his back. He rips through the basketball shorts Steve is wearing, and yanks down his flannel pajama pants. He manhandles Steve onto all fours, hawks a wad of spit at his hole, and follows it with his cock.

Steve groans a curse when Bucky’s hips are flush with his.

“You’re still wet from when I fucked you this morning, punk,” Bucky growls through clenched teeth.

Steve’s eyes flutter shut. “Yeah, I fuckin’ am,” he purrs. “Now get me even wetter, Buck.”

Bucky pulls him closer, so he’s towering over Steve’s body while he fucks him. He uses his vibranium arm on Steve’s neck to pin him down to the mattress.

“God, fuck yes,” Steve groans. “Go fuckin’ harder. Shit.”

“You want it harder?” Steve nods as best as he can with his head pressed to the mattress. “I’ll fucking wreck you, slut.”

Steve fists his hands in the sheets when Bucky starts to rail him in earnest. He’s chanting yesyesfuckyesfuckme with every slap of Bucky’s hips against his ass.

Steve presses his chest against the mattress, and pushes his ass up, so Bucky can go deeper. Bucky grabs a handful of Steve’s ass cheek and spreads him open so he can really pack himself into Steve’s guts.

“Fuck you feel so good around my cock. Such a good little slut for me. Always ready for my cock, always ready to be fucked, aren’t you?”

“Shit. I fucking am,” Steve whines. “‘M always ready for you. God, you fuck me so good.”

“That’s the kind of shit I expect from a slut like you,” Bucky spits on Steve’s face. It lands on his cheek with a wet smack, and Bucky uses his human hand to rub it over his skin.

Steve’s eyes roll back into his head, and he moans, “‘M your slut. ‘M fucking yours to use. ‘M fucking yours.”

“You’re goddamn right you’re mine, bitch,” Bucky snarls, and pushes on Steve’s neck again. “Now fucking come for me, slut.”

Steve barks a curse, and his dick obediently starts pumping come as soon as the words are out of Bucky’s mouth. His cock swelling and twitching, and splashing jizz all over his chest and the mattress below him.

Bucky takes his hand off Steve’s neck, and puts his weight on top of him, pushing him flat on the mattress, and riding him down. He bites marks into Steve’s shoulders as he barrels toward his own orgasm.

“Gonna come. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck, ‘m gonna come,” Bucky pants against Steve’s sweaty skin.

“C’mon, Buck. Do it,” Steve grunts.

Bucky rests his forehead between Steve’s shoulder blades. He comes with a groan, grinding himself into Steve, making a mess deep in Steve’s guts.

He rolls to the side, hitting the mattress heavily. They’re both panting hard, trying to catch their breath.

“Do you stubborn asses feel better now?” you ask.

“A little bit,” Bucky sniffs.

Steve snorts, “All I’m sayin’ is let people live their lives.”

“Not this again,” you groan, and roll your eyes.

“No, no. I’m done. You win, Stevie. You’ve convinced me,” he holds his hands up in supplication. “Now, as soon as I catch my breath, we’re going to talk about you and your goddamn lip biting habit.”

#mail opened 📬#backstage pass series #bucky barnes x steve rogers #stucky #bucky barnes x steve rogers smut #stucky smut #bucky barnes x steve rogers x reader #bucky barnes x steve rogers x reader smut #stucky x reader #stucky x reader smut #bucky barnes x steve rogers x you #bucky barnes x steve rogers x female!reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes smut #steve rogers #steve rogers smut #evie.writes

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