#sometimes i feel guilty looking at my inbox... so many asks

[obey-me-disaster]

Can you do the nsfw alphabet with mammon pls!

This is the last nsfw alphabet ask in my inbox! Sorry for the long wait! I got my phone's display all fucked up and couldn't write.

Warnings:NSFW

Mammon x gn!MC

A=After care

Fortunately for you, his tsundure attitude disappears completely. He is too focused on getting you cleaned and cuddling you in order to start denying his feelings. His sole focus is on making sure you are comfortable.

Same applies when he is on the receiving end of the after care, he can't afford to be both a tsundure and to whine about the fact that you're not cuddling him. He will start complaining the moment you're not next to him even when you're trying to get him cleaned.

B=Body part

He is a sought after model that takes good care of his body. He will be damned if he doesn't like all of his body. If he really had to choose, then he would have to pick his chest.

I feel like he really likes the crook of your neck/lower part of your jaw. Basically the main part of your body where he leaves bites and can burry his face into when he gets embarrassed.

C=Cum

He loves the sight of covered in his cum, it makes him feel like has some sort of claim on you, even if you'll wash off the cum after the two of you are done.

On the same note, he loves it when you come on his face for the same reasons. He can never decide if he wants to be the one to own you or vice versa.

D=Dirty secret

This happened before the two of you got together but he basically jacked off in your room when you weren't there. It was not his intention at first but he started to think about you while he was waiting for you and one thing led to another and he got horny. Doesn't help that you nearly caught him too. He couldn't look you in the eyes for nearly a week.

E=Experience

He often goes with Asmo to different parties and he also arranged what was basically an orgy for Satan to take part in during the body swap incident....it's safe to say he has slept around before and has plenty of experience.

Where he doesn't have that much experience is the intimacy that comes with sex during relationships. It always feels like he has to take things from 0 no matter how many parteners he had in the past.

F=Favorite position

As much as he loves positions where he could admire you or positions where you can take easier control of him he has a huge preference toward doggy style. It just feels better for him to take you from behind/have you fuck him from behind.

G=Goofy

He tries to be really romantic for you but sometimes that fails so he resorts to make a joke or two to lighten up the atmosphere.

He is still trying to keep a more or less serious attitude since he appreciates the intimacy between the two of you.

H=Hair

He is a model so he always has to make sure he is well taken care off in case he gets a modeling gig out of nowhere. While he doesn't outright shave his makes sure to always keep himself well trimmed.

I=Intimacy

He tried to light up 500 candles for MC in order to be romantic and caused a fire in his room in canon. When it comes to being in a committed relationship intimacy is something really important for him.

He has a hard time expressing himself due to being a tsundure so he really values the times where he can be more vulnerable and romantic with you.

J=Jack off

If he thought he used to do it a lot in the past, once he got a crush on you it got so much worse and it always made him feel extremely guilty afterwards.

Once the two of you got together he calmed down considering he could just go to you and no longer had to feel guilty. Shit hit the fan when you had to go back to the human world and he started to do it a lot more often even compared to the time he had a crush on you.

K=Kink

It's pretty much canon and it's nearly in all of the kink lists for him in the fandom. He is a huge masochist. Hair pulling, bitting, scratching and so much more. He loves the feeling of pain mixing up with pleasure. As much as he likes the feeling of it he doesn't enjoy causing you pain. It will be a slow process but he will gradually become more comfortable with some of the pain related kinks you have.

Another one of his main kinks is praise. He strives off it and needs to hear that he is doing a good job, that he is making you feel good. He already puts up with a lot of shit from his brothers, so being praised is something he really cherishes. Of course, that also means that he loves praising you too, from the way you look, sound and how good you make him feel, he will praise you too.

There was a chat where he said he got shocked by a power socket and said that it felt good. So it's canon that be would be into electrostimulation.

He is also into getting overstimulated by you to the point he feels like he can't cum anymore and gets extremely sensitive.

L=Location

Anywhere with a bit of privacy will do the job for him. He already made out with MC in the middle of a fucking exam in front of everyone. He doesn't really care all that much.

He does want a bit more privacy cause he doesn't want just anyone to see you like that after all. It's for his eyes only.

M=Motivation

This man got turned on cause MC had their arms around him in a dark room...it doesn't take a lot of effort to turn him on when it comes to you. If you wanna go the extra mile and tease him he will just drag you to the nearest place where the two of you can go at it.

N=No

Degradation of any kind. He is already getting insulted by his brothers enough as it is. He can handle it when it comes to teasing and so on. He also can't degrade you. He physically can't. He tried to do it once and ended up getting sad and couldn't go on.

Sensory deprivation combined with tying him up. He loves them separately but together it makes him feel claustrophobic.

O=Oral

He loves giving despite being sloppy because he is eager to please you and hear you praise him. He likes it especially when you full his hair.

He also lives for when you give him oral because he loves when all of your attention is on him and making him feel good. Just be aware that he has the habit of holding your head in place when he is about to cum without a warning. He always apologies after.

P=Pace

He 100% prefers a faster pace. Despite that he is never rough since he doesn't like the thought of hurting you. He prefers a faster pace because he feels like he can never get enough of you and gets impatient.

Going from that idea, if you want to torture him make sure to go at a slow pace since he considers it torture in the best way possible.

Q=Quicky

As much as be adores and prefers to have actually intimate sex with you he can't deny the fact that he loves quickies too. He is greed, he literally can't get enough of you and between RAD, his schemes and his brothers he doesn't get to spend as much time as he wants to with you.

R=Risk

He is way more open to trying new things on him rather on you. Especially that if it contains pain. So if you're a masochist good luck, it will be a slow road into discovering both of your limits.

S=Stamina

He is a demon in a pretty good shape with more than a decent amount of experience. It's safe to say that he can go on for longer than you can.

T=Toys

He probably had a few of his own that he used and a joke gift from Asmodeus that remained unopen. He is really excited at the idea of you using toys on him.

On the other hand, he may hesitate to use them on you out of some sense of pride/possesiveness. One or two talks with him will make him realize he is silly about trying to compete with sex toys out of all things. He still prefers to your main source of pleasure but he won't be against the idea of using toys on you.

U=Unfair

He tries so hard to tease you but he fails miserably at it most of the time. He can't resist giving in when it comes to you, especially if you start begging, it's literally game over for him.

On the few times he does succeed he gets so cocky about it to the point it makes you want to punch him, in an affectionate way

V=Volume

For the love of everything that is good, learn a spell that makes the room soundproof or gag him. He is so loud that nearly all of the house of lamentation can hear him. Especially when he is the bottom. He is so loud and whines a lot and in the moment he doesn't care who will hear him. He does have his moments of regret once he comes down from his high but he can't really be bothered to care when you're right next to him.

The first few times you two started to have sex he would try to hide his moans but when you would literally stop him from doing so he gradually stopped caring about how loud he is.

W=Wild card

He used to be a stripper for a short while in the far off past. This was before his modeling carrier really took off and he became more popular. He needed money fast and being a stripper seemed like fun. He had to stop because Lucifer made him too but he still went behind his back a few times.

X=X-ray

In his human form his dick is above average by human standards. While it is not too thick it's still enough to offer a nice stretch and it's curved downwards, just perfect to suck him off. Of course he also has a piercing.

In his demon form it grows more in thickness than anything. By demon standards it's around average. It's also a lot more veiny and has some slight oval shaped bumps towards the head of his dick.

Y=Yearning

Would never admit it ok maybe he does if he is extremely needy but he has a pretty high libido and if you would let him you two would do it pretty much daily. If you tease him even more than that.

Z=Zzz

No matter how tired he gets, he can't fall asleep unless he is cuddling with you. He doesn't care who is holding who as along as you're next to him as he falls asleep.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me mammon #obey me mammon x reader #obey me mammon headcanons #obey me mammon x mc

[fixing-bad-posts]

I looked around and didn't see anything about this on your blog but I apologize if I missed it.

I was wondering, what does doing the work behind this blog...feel like? I guess what I'm asking is if it does anything to you. Like, I had a thought. For a flash, I imagined you as Butters from South Park in that episode where he is tasked with filtering out all the negative comments on Cartman's social media. It ended up really messing with Butters, what with him having to see all that negativity.

You're definitely not being affected to that extreme, I assume, but I wonder if you would have anything to say about the process of finding these negative posts and reading them several times to edit them. Has it exposed you to unpleasantness that you wouldn't have otherwise seen? Or is there perhaps a kind of catharsis in editing such filth?

I'm making a lot of assumptions here. Maybe I'm also asking about your process. I just think what you're doing is neat and would love to hear about your experience with it.

Thanks for reading and I hope you have plenty of reasons to feel joy <3

oh boy, i love talking about myself haha—so thank you for giving me an excuse to do so! i have answered similar questions in the past, though never at length. every once in a while, someone pops into the inbox to ask about my mental health (which, rest assured, is just fine—i don’t put this blog’s operation above anything; it’s honestly pretty low on my list of life-priorities), and it’s always quite sweet. having a mob of strangers following one’s sideblog has its perks: one being that sometimes parasociality results in some well wishes, kind thoughts, and general goodwill. which is very nice, and probably an unearned vanity-boost for my ego.

what does the work behind this blog feel like? in turns: mundane, challenging, vindicating, annoying, amusing… and probably other things that i’m forgetting. most of the work i do on this blog is actually me procrastinating! i am a certified adult with a job™, and i’m definitely guilty of slacking off at work sometimes to queue posts submissions from my inbox, which is more fun than like… proofreading financial documents and making spreadsheets. other times, i’m sitting in a café with my partner, and allegedly i’m “writing” fanfiction. but, uh, if you know any writers, you know that sometimes “writing” means, ‘looking at a blinking cursor’. so it’s in those moments that i open up tumblr and start writing image descriptions and adding tags to prep posts for my queue. that’s mainly when the blog feels mundane.

something that i think helps me avoid negative doomscroll-spirals is that i don’t actively seek out bad posts for this blog. being a citizen of the internet delivers fodder to me naturally. that, and running a semi-popular sideblog on tumblr. when i see a bad post in the wild, that’s when the feeling is annoying/challenging. challenging, because ever since starting this sideblog, hateful posts don’t feel as vicious to me. once i see them, they stop being posts and turn into word-puzzles. and i love word puzzles!

solving the word puzzle is amusing for me, as is getting to look at my resulting “blackout poem.” it makes me laugh, it stretches my brain. when i started, i used to have to read a post several times to find the ‘good post within the bad post’ so to speak. these days, i’m so used to it, i barely read the bad posts more than a handful of times. but as i was saying to my partner, one of the reasons i love found poetry (erasure poetry, and cut-up poetry) is that it uses the same part of my brain that loves scrabble (the board game). then, of course, it's vindicating to see my posts get so many notes, sometimes surpassing the original bad post. that's more of my own vanity, i'm sure.

as for the last part of your message: yes, i have plenty of reasons to feel joy. i work with people who respect me, i live walking distance from a bubble tea café, and have friends and family whom i love. i have the good fortune to be safely out as a queer person. i’m a fanbinder. i’m currently working on a long fanfiction which is getting some very nice comments on ao3. and i’ve recently decided to become a poet (like, for real).

i must admit, i’m fascinated by how you imagine me. i often wonder how i am perceived, especially because i keep many cards close to my chest here on my sideblog.

anyhow, thank you for this excuse to ramble about myself and the process of running this blog. i hope you also have plenty of reasons to feel joy 💛

#what are your headcanons about me i'm so curious #ask fbp #ittybittykittyfingers

[tears0fsatan]

greetings tumblr user adonismusings! it is i, 🔶 anon, here again to humbly request another comfort fic. so may i rq zhongli with a trans male reader who likes wearing dresses and is quite confident of it but one day reader suddenly feels gloomy about it bc he "doesn't feel like a real man"? a bit specific but i am guilty of this sometimes HAHA anyways have a great day <3

𖥻 characters... zhongli x trans m!reader

𖥻 genre... angst / comfort + fluff <3

𖥻 warnings... trans m!reader, modern setting!, relationship between zhongli n reader isn't specified, zhongli calls reader terms of endearment, um i guess mentions gender stereotypes?? not sure how to describe it really, translation of the audio is in the playlist description! the one i have linked is sfw but i haven't checked the other audios in that cd!! his voice is a higher than zhongli's but shh u can still imagine it's papa geo

𖥻 a.n... 🔶 anon!!! welcome back!!! i missed you :DD aaa i love comin back to see you in my inbox (⸝⸝˃ ᵕ ˂⸝⸝ ) i'm a little saddened to hear that you've been made to believe that wearing dresses make you feel invalid but i assure you!! regardless of the clothing you wear, you will always be a guy! i think of all people, zhongli would agree to this too!!! fuck gender stereotypes! zhongli says only real men wear fuckin dresses (ꐦ ◣‸◢)

you huffed, pinching around your outfit in hopes that it would somehow change how you felt towards it. no matter how many times you adjusted the dress, you couldn't shake the growing feeling of invalidity.

"darling, are you ready?" you could hear zhongli call out from behind the door. you opted to stay quiet, mind divided by the thought of changing to something considered more appropriate for men and the thought of fucking up society's gender norms.

without noticing, the geo archon had entered the room, choosing to quietly lean against the doorframe and observing you. he could practically hear your thoughts from where he stood.

he looked chic, dressed in a tight fitting, long-sleeved black turtleneck that was tucked into a pair of black dress pants. on top of that, he had thrown on a long, brown coat and a dark grey scarf looped around his neck. he was the epitome of elegance, his mannerisms paired with his eloquence made for a very charming archon.

"oh my," zhongli paused, taking a moment to eye you up and down multiple times, "you look absolutely stunning, my dear." the archon wolf whistled (reminding you to teach that god damned snezhnayan a lesson), before making his way to you.

"i must say, this dress compliments your skin tone very well. this style really suits you."

you glanced at him from the mirror, still silent. your arms had instinctively went to cover yourself before he could wrap his arma around you.

the archon stopped himself seeing that, he knew things had been brewing but he didn't realise it was to this extent.

he couldn't help but lightly shake his head, soft smile playing on his lips. he redirected his path to the bed, sitting on the edge with his arms on his knees.

"mora for your thoughts?" he asked, but you could tell he knew. he had that dumb look on your face that you loved yet hated at the same time. a look that screamed he was utterly entranced by you.

you sighed, placing your hands and turning towards the archon. you gave him a deadpanned look and gestured to your outfit.

"it doesn't look good on me." you waved off dismissively, dancing around the real problem, "i'm about to change so... out!" you raised an eyebrow and pointed towards the door before walking to the closet to grab a more suitable outfit.

"hey, hey." zhongli got up from the bed and gently took a hold of your elbow, stopping you in your place. "you look amazing darling, what's the matter?" with one hand placed on the lower of your back, he gently urged you to take a seat on the bed.

"it's nothing, i'll just change real quick and then we can be off." you offered him a smile. you wanted to get up, you didn't want him to see you like this. you really wanted to but... the way zhongli looked at you made it impossible.

you sighed, unable to resist the puppy eyes of the archon. "i just don't feel very masculine wearing this dress. it.... i don't know— i don't really feel like a man." you closed your eyes, finding it difficult to look at him.

the man beside you hummed, taking a moment to let everything settle in. he had picked up on how concious you were about your masculinity early on.

zhongli was always supportive of what you wore, regardless of whether you were dressing masculine or feminine. his compliments were always genuine, there was never a sign that he was lying or exaggerating.

when you first wore a skirt in front of him, he couldn't tear his eyes off you, even after hu tao whacked him on the back of his head for not paying attention at work. your confidence skyrocketed since then, it encouraged you to begin wearing dresses. and zhongli adored it.

he helped pick out some dresses for you, insisting on getting it for you because you deserved them (though in the end you had to put away half of the mountain he chose because one, he had no mora and two, because he damn near milked that store dry).

"i have lived long enough to have seen it all, my love. i have seen many men adorn dresses as i have seen many women grace suits, regardless of whether they were born as men or women. i don't know when you humans decided that a specific article of clothing was meant for a certain type of person, but as an archon i find it rather odd."

the archon took his hand in yours, "darling, there is nothing i find more... manly than my partner confidently striding down the streets of liyue in a dress that i picked out. it is a sight to see, truly." zhongli kissed the back of your hand and you could feel the smile growing on your lips.

you rolled your eyes playfully, "who taught you to be such a flirt? last i remembered, you were inviting me to bingo like we're old retired farts."

zhongli chuckled at your response, squeezing your hand that was clasped in his. "how about.. next time i match with you?" you gave him a questioning look, wondering where this was going.

"you mean.. you wanna wear a dress?" you looked at him, grin playing on your lips and giggles falling out of your mouth.

"yeah, why not? it looks comfortable..." he trailed off, sounding more unsure the longer he went on. you shook your head and stood up, pulling zhongli along with you.

"let's get going, my o mighty archon. any later and i think tartaglia will hunt us down and bust down our door."

zhongli let out faux shiver at the thought before hooking his left arm around your waist and guiding you out the door.

© 2022 TEARS0FSATAN. please don’t repost, modify or translate my works anywhere!

#៹ ࣪˖. 🎧 light mode﹒☆ #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin comfort #genshin zhongli #zhongli #zhongli x reader #zhongli x male reader #zhongli x transmasc reader #zhongli comfort #male reader #trans reader #transmasc reader

[genderkoolaid]

hi, sorry if this is bothersome but i'm feeling really shitty and have questions and don't know who else to turn to. i recently made a post about how my friends talk in a very condescending way about men and how in general people complaining about men being trash in front of me makes me feel bad and like they think i'm inferior (i'm a trans man). i got a reply that accused me of wanting women to be uncomfortable around me and being misogynistic on order to be accepted by cis men. and that i should be thankful that women are comfortable complaining about men around me bcs that means they see me as non-threatening. it made me think - should i just suck it up? this is a reoccurring theme in my life that evolved into a microtrauma - i hate when people shit on men around me, i both take it personally and sometimes i see it just as being a shitty person when those women aren't complaining about something that men did to them, just saying how weak and stupid men are. i have lost 2 friends because they kept making fun of men and then of me for being a man. and i'm just wondering, if i really should just empathize with them and ignore my feelings - if that's the right thing to to - or if i'm allowed to feel what i feel (hurt, angry, sad, like they think i'm inferior, that they're being unfair and mean) and maybe even call them out or just express my feelings in a non-threatening way. because i feel shitty as hell - i feel inferior and also misgendered somehow. but what if i'm ignoring women's issues and being misogynistic? what if i just need to be more considerate?

a continuation of that ask about being uncomfortable when people shit on men: i just remembered i wanted to express this too. again, sorry of you don't want people venting into your inbox. from all the transandrophobia on the internet, i developed this microtrauma that is manifesting in fear of women and women focused lgbt spaces. i'm not afraid of all women, this is specifically only on the internet and it's not on a big scale. also mostly on tumblr. what happens is that i see posts specifically about, like, girls being absolutely amazing, or like, trans women specifically needing help. and i get this whiplash of like, fear that something against men or trans men will follow. it usually doesn't and i might even reblog that post. but there's still this fear that there are so many women on the internet that hate men and trans men specifically and will look down on me and will harrass me and it could be anyone. and anything that even remotely reminds me of anti-trans-men posts will make me feel scared just for a few seconds. like those posts that go "support trans people, especially trans women!" or even absolutely innocent posts. and i feel pretty guilty for that, i mean feeling bad bcs of a post that supports women (trans or cis) sounds like (trans)misogyny. but i rationally don't have anything against that, i mean i'm a feminist and i'm all for trans women's rights and happiness. i support trans (and cis) women. it's just the trauma, bcs anti-transmascs often support trans (and cis) women and compare us with them. i'm just scared that those women will hate me. idk i just wanted to tell someone and be heard. i'm so tired and i know i should go off the internet, i'm gonna do that now. thank you so much for reading.

For lack of a less stereotypical phrase, your feelings are valid.

A lot of the "men are bad" stuff comes from genuine experiences with misogynstic men. Venting about that is not bad, but "venting about your oppression is good" does not mean that "venting can never be done in a hurtful way". If you were to talk condescendingly about women constantly because of how you've been hurt by women around your woman friends, it would be kind of a dick move. The same goes for cis women. Venting about how you've been hurt by men isn't bad, but that doesn't mean you have free range to say whatever you want with no thought for how it impacts people because "I'm venting about my oppression!" Your ex-friends should've listened to how they made you feel, because it's not right to excuse you hurting your friend. Especially when you are a trans man and already experience shame and hatred for being a man. Hurting other people and continuing to do to it when they tell you they've been hurt isn't excusable.

Obviously, you shouldn't let this let you become irrationally suspicious or negative towards women. But you also are not a bad person for reacting to constant stress and discrimination. When you constantly deal with sudden discrimination and harassment from people, it's natural to start getting suspicious or upset when you see things that remind you of that. I get the same way! Seeing posts and being hit with the worry of "would this person be normal about me? Would they harass me? Is this post innocent or an underhanded way of hurting me?" It's upsetting to have that reaction, because you want to just be happy and supportive. But the microtrauma of having those posts be connected to transandrophobia again and again takes it's toll, and it doesn't make you a bad person for having a reaction to that. The fact that transmascs have this microtrauma in general is a sign that there is something wrong with the online community and how it treats transmascs.

#m. #ask box #transandrophobia

[pxppinmolly-archived]

Since I am going to be coming back on my hiatus relatively soon, there’s some major changes about to be made. I appreciate everyone reading what I have to say and doing whatever actions that need to be taken.

Number One: I am going to be softblocking some mutuals. Those of which who we haven’t written in awhile, seeing or feeling no interest on either sides, or interacting and close with too many people I don’t want to be near. However, you ARE free to follow back if you notice I soft blocked you and I will likely follow back depending on my reasonings.

Number Two: Riding off that, I am officially saying this now. I am not going to associate with anyone who associates with Ske/ptic // Hell/uva/He/ll. I am going to leave this tweet up, and have people make their own decisions about who they want to associate with. I implore you to please look at this, and look at it with your own risk. If you decide you wish to still interact with it, block me. Hard block me and never contact me again.

Number Three: There needs to be more engagement/show of interest. I am so tired of rbing memes and seeing people rb the same one from me (when I post first esp) and get usually nothing in my inbox in return. Of course, I know, sometimes a prompt list doesn’t have anything that sticks. That’s fine. I don’t want people to send something in EVERY time, but the fact 99 percent of the time I get NOTHING, aside from the same three people,while I notice everyone else seems to get something, is discouraging. But what is most hurtful is when it’s OOC memes, like HC memes, mun memes, or question memes, etc ... Sure, you might miss it, and/or sometimes you don’t send something in, that’s fine. I’m guilty of it too. But every damn time it feels like it flops except for, again, the same three people.

And I HAVE tried to give out to those, I am not gonna say I never tried. Because I did. And I say ‘I did’ because I’ve grown less and less on my dash due to my increasing discomfort being on it. But, now I am coming back, so now I am going to go back into trying to engage.

On top of that, it’s the lack of any sort of acknowledgement or likes or comments on any of my posts. I don’t ask for much of anything, I just like acknowledgement that what I wrote has been read and seen. My activity has been so dry except for, again, the same few of you. I know some people like to keep their likes organized, and that’s fine, I get it, but at the least maybe comment a <3 or something to know what I am saying is being read.

I am not asking for much. I am just asking for a little engagement. I have so long felt like no one really gives a shit about me or my portrayal here anymore.

I feel as if I do sound crazy, but, again, over the years I have notice an increased dwindling in interaction on this blog, or people reaching out or seeming to wish to engage with what I have to offer. On TOP of the harassment I still have gotten, to the point it’s followed me ONTO MY MULTI MUSE, where I have had NO issues before UNTIL my hiatus on Molly.

So, yes. I am asking for a little extra care. Because of the extreme lack of care I have been feeling lately.

To the few of you who HAVE been nothing BUT consistently caring, sweet, and supportive, even through my hiatus. Thank you. I love you guys.

And let me end this with I’m not mad at anyone over point three. I am really not. Because I do know it’s NOT just me with this issue, but I AM speaking on my own behalf and feelings upon it.

I was going to post all of this when I got back, but considering this involves a purging of mutuals and followers, I am going to post it now to give people time to block and unfollow so it gives me less work for when I do get back, and also give time for people to read and assess and all that.

#OOC #PSA #thank u and good morning ! <3 teehee. #ill be logging in and rbing this throughout the coming days so #instead of just scheduling it cus im lazy #but not lazy enough to just keep opening a tab and hitting rb #OAKSDJF

[rosesloveletters]

It took longer than I liked to get back into your askbox but just dropping in to say that I'd love to hear more aboit Lion (yes, again) so go ahead and answer any those question from the Lover f/o asks that you haven't answered yet! Sending good vibes and love your way 🤍🤍🤍

Hi, Magda! How are you doing, darling? It has been a while since I saw you in my inbox💝 I hope you’re taking care of yourself, dear. I’m sending you so much love and lots of good vibes! Thank you for asking about my beloved Lion💞💞

I Think He Knows: List all of the things about your f/o that make you fall in love with them a little more each time!

There’s too many - I love him too much💗💗💗

Here’s the things that stuck out to me in canon:

Can I just say how much I love his name? Francis Lionel Delbuchi is such an unusual name but it suits him beyond all measure. I love love love his name and how excited he is whenever I call him Francis, because not too many people call him that since he was nicknamed ‘Lion’. 

How much energy he has, specifically when he starts doing jumping jacks on the side of the road, running around through a department store like a madman and acting a fool in a bar where he got up on a table, started some kind of drunken processional and climbed into a burning trashcan. 

His cute laughter; it almost sounds forced but that’s just the way he laughs and it’s adorable.

His innocence and ability to be captivated by small things; he loves to watch the sunrise. 

Sometimes he comes across as almost shy and it’s precious💗

His childlike nature is perhaps one of my favorites. He makes really innocent jokes and likes to talk a lot when he’s comfortable. 

His love language is physical touch, i.e: putting his hands on my hips, my lower back, holding my hand, long hugs etc. 

I love the hat he wears. If he is wearing it, I’ll sometimes distract him with a kiss and then as a joke I’ll pull the hat down over his eyes and run away and it always makes him laugh.

His little dancey dance whenever he’s staying with Max, Max’s sister and her friend because🥺 that specific scene fills me with the intense need to protect. When I look at him during that, the only thought that registers is “who the fuck could ever want to hurt him?” I just want to scoop him up, put him in my pocket and carry him around with me forever🥺

When his hair is actually cut and styled he looks like a little schoolboy and it’s cute🥺 

His ability to diffuse an argument or a fight by using laughter and silliness; I truly see that as a gift because there aren’t many who can do that.

This section got away from me... I love him so, so much.

Death By A Thousand Cuts: How do you and your f/o handle bad times/how are you there for each other when life gets rough?

I feel guilty about this one, because it is usually Lion who is taking care of me when I’m sad, because I’ve had relatively very little happiness since I met him and that has absolutely nothing to do with him. He asks me lots of questions when I’m sad, to make sure he’s doing what I want/need. A verbal affirmation lets him know he’s safe to continue what he’s doing. I get lots of cuddles and forehead kisses. One of my favorites though is if I’m in a bad mood or I’m sad, he’ll tell me little anecdotes from his life when he was young, just to give me something else to think about for a bit.

When Lion is upset, he stops talking and all he really wants to do is sleep, so if he’s upset we get into bed a little early and I let him be the little spoon. I’ll talk to him softly and play with his hair until he falls asleep. He doesn’t get upset very often at all; it takes a lot to get him into a bad mood. He handles himself quite well because he values humor and lightheartedness so much. 

Questions from: Lover Self Ship Asks

#✨magical magda✨ #self-shipping #lionslioness #💌 mutuals #💌

[bookwyrminspiration]

Ooh Quil! It's me, the leaping crystal person again (My name is June!) And you're right! I had missed the post, not you. And now I feel guilty...But thank you for answering! There is a lot about the Elven World that we don't understand (like starstones, I don't get them at all!) but your blog often helps me and I love reading it. I come home from school and change and then I immediately rush to see if you've posted anything! So thank you for that. And also sorry once again!

June, hello! Nice to see you again!

There's no need to feel guilty, it's truly okay. There are a lot of posts on this blog, so it's very easy for things to be missed on both sides! I do usually go in order of asks, but sometimes I jump around depending on the topic, my energy levels, and the time I have, and then suddenly one ask has been missed in all my go through and I've forgotten how long it's been there. There's also the tumblr thing where sometimes it'll only show me certain asks when I look at my inbox on mobile, so those also happen to slip my notice from time to time.

And yeah! There are many things about the world that can be very confusing--starstones being one of them for me as well. I think I made a post about them actually hang on let me see if I can find it. Okay yeah this one!!

Though I'm glad I can help! That's very flattering, so thank you <3. I have put a lot of time into this blog, so it's very nice that it can be of use to someone other than me!! Also wow I didn't expect anyone to ever be that invested! Right when you get home? I usually flop over when I get home and then just haugjengw brain reset for a while until I start my homework.

In general I usually answer a few asks everyday, though sometimes more and sometimes less! I try to be consistent, but sometimes other things get in the way or I spend my free time on other things. But seriously that's super sweet, I'm not even sure how to respond. Thank you for being here and looking at all the things I've assembled on this blog!

and once again you really don't need to apologize! It happens, no harm done, no apology necessary <3

#quil's queries #june nonsie #I'm also currently in two intersession courses. so that's taking up time I'd otherwise put towards answering asks with the semester over #it's a 15 week course condensed into 3 weeks. fast paced to get the credits out of the way so I can spend my full semesters doing #the harder courses I want to take for my majors!! #so until I finish them on the 15th I will be a little busier than normal #but after that I should have more time!! #but my point is with the courses it's very possible for me to miss a thing or two #so i would also assume it was me missing a thing #it happens!

[time-keeps-passing-by]

I really should be doing my school work right now. (That’s another story for another time cause I’m majorly fucking up academically rn) BUT

I wanted to write this out cause I’ve NEVER seen another person post about this and idk it’s a pattern with myself I’ve noticed and idk if anyone else has had the same experience but it would be nice to know.

There are many people on here whose FP is their significant other but let me tell you something. For a lot of us our FP relationship is platonic.

I spent a lot of time throughout my journey learning about my diagnosis wondering if I really had BPD because I have never been romantically linked with any of my FP’s (minus my first gf I guess but that was A MAJORLY ABUSIVE AND SHITTY on and off relationship so idk)

Anyway if made me feel really alone and also shameful because of the pattern I started to recognize when it comes to FP’s throughout my life.

1. I can remember as far back as pre school having an FP. My biological mom used to have to pull me away from my teachers after school (when she’d show up anyway) I would talk non stop to her about my two teachers who I loved oh so dearly, my mother even punished me because she felt I loved my teachers more than her…

Next one was kindergarten, I used to bring her gifts even when I moved on to higher grades, then my learning specialist in 4th and 5th grade. I wrote her an email thanking her for “being like a mom to me” and my foster parents got VERY angry as the email sent back to my inbox (kinda glad my teacher didn’t see it tho cause CRINGE)

After that it was all teachers, nurses, etc. the thing that freaks me out the most is throughout my life (though I’ve had Male FP’s as well) all my FP’s were women who were my mothers age (when I was separated from her, they all are mothers themselves, very maternal, and usually people who were in semi caregiver roles outside the home for me as it was…

Because of this I really started to shame myself because “it’s mommy issues” and even some of my FP’s picked up on that knowing my history and it scared many of them especially as I got older.

I’ve grown a lot since this. I mean I really have been able to push myself to comfort and parent myself, but going to college I gained a new FP and in the beginning it was DEF an unhealthy transference I mean the first words she said to me was “I may be motherly but I’m not YOUR mother” like yeah no duh also damn… that one sentence alone still haunts me to this day.

Now my relationship with this person has THANK GOD moved away from her being an FP we now have a mutual friendship, she is a support, a mentor, and though I have times where I can feel myself splitting (good or bad) I can center myself and realize that this friend is simply that and we care about each other very genuinely as friends would but I keep weary of boundaries always, I still feel guilty asking her for help or relying on her at all which I have to change as that’s sometimes what friends are for!

I don’t know how many people relate to this I feel it may be a bit niche but yeah. Truth be told I can’t even believe I’m writing this… I’m still so ashamed of myself that this pattern existed in me but I realize it’s my inner child. She is so wounded and scared. I don’t think I was looking for a “replacement mother” at all or Consciously anyway but rather I was craving the affection, safety, support, nurturing I never had. It wasn’t all on my mother, father or my foster parents that I was like this, it’s just something I craved so deeply.

I am so scared one day my friend will find this or catch on in some way that she was my FP at one point and that I did look at her almost like a mother (eh idk maybe not but close?) I feel like I took advantage of her maternal instinct though I know that isn’t true.

Now after all this time I’ve made a friend, someone I look up to for my future career and my future as a person. I hope to be there for others and mentor them as she did me.

She may not be my FP anymore (I mean I love her don’t get me wrong BUT) we are so close now and a friendship is almost scarier to me. I fear I may lose her, I mean I’ll graduate or fail out eventually and I always wondered will she really stay in touch? She told me she always would and I believe her, but life changes all the time and I can’t imagine life without her or any of my other supports…

Sorry I’m just rambling at this point…

#fp bpd #bpd fp #bpd stuff #living with bpd #bpd attachment #bpd vent #actually bpd #bpd trigger #disorganized attachment

[aka-indulgence]

:( hello? Anyone there?

Yes Im here. Sorry anon, just haven't much energy to answer asks lately... so I do it whenever I want to, when I'm in the mood. Don't take it personally or anything if I haven't/don't write an answer... just gets tiring for a while; though with that said, I've said before I keep it open because I enjoy getting asks, and I do want to answer... just don't always have the energy for it, especially lately.

#inbox #h... #other than that there are some asks that sound very personal #and frankly im not sure how to respond #but i try to care! #sometimes i feel guilty looking at my inbox... so many asks #im sorry if this is a bit of a downer sbnd #its been on my mind for a while #just didnt want people to stop asking ;u; #but im telling it as it is i hope you inderstand #and i hope youre all doing good! #dont take this as me being mad sbdknff #im not really jus.. tired #doin my best

[teddy-yandere]

Yandere Tengan Uzui Headcanons

⚠️WARNING⚠️ will contain dark themes

A/N = Feel free to request any characters you want. I write for many different fandoms , all you have to do is scroll to the bottom of this post and pick what fandom and character you want me to write for and send me a request. My inbox is always open so feel free to chat with me!! <3

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• Before we get started on the Yandere headcanons, I just want to go over Tengan’s personality a little bit. Tengen is an eccentric and flashy individual, always wanting to be "flamboyant". He is usually seen talking boastfully, proclaiming that he is "god" in front of Tanjiro, Zenitsu and Inosuke and demanding them to treat him so. Because of this fact , I do think that Tengan would definitely want you to treat him like so sort of god in a way ( he wants to be your god).

• He will probably fall for someone that is extremely timid and kind. He probably met you when he had saved you from a very powerful demon , who was keeping you captive. He immediately noticed how adorable you looked. He can’t explain why , but when you thanked him and just walked away … he felt mad. He felt like you should have at least asked him out for coffee if something .. y’know ??

• Over the next couple of weeks , he continues to stalk you and learn more about you. He found out that you were from a very small town and had a couple of siblings. He even found out that you had a cat named lucky . As you can tell , he really loves stalking you. A part of him stalks you because he wants to make sure you are safe , but the other part of him stalks you because he finds it cute and entertaining.

• After a while , he decides to get his wives involved in stalking you. Just as he had suspected, they had fallen in love with you to!! They all just found you so cute!! But there was a problem , you lives quite far away from them . This worried all four of them because what if something happened , and they were not there to protect you?? You could die , and they would not even know about it until they visit you the next day !! That was when they started to convince one another that the best option was to kidnap you , or in there eyes , take you to keep you safe from this dangerous world. So they took you

• They were all just so In love with you. They treated you very well.. as you can tell. Even though they spoil you and everything , the one thing they will not allow you to do is leave them. They see you as someone very weak who cannot protect themselves. If you try to escape them , Tengan will lure a demon towards you.

• Just when the demon is about to eat you , Tengan will swoop in and save you. When you get home , you will be severely punished by him and his wives. They will lock you up , and depending on how long you were missing , Tengan might decide to break your legs. ( he feels like it is the only way to teach you a lesson ).

• Don’t worry darling !! His wives will take very good care of you and make sure that everything heals properly. They will give you soup and kiss your face a thousand times while repeating how much they love you. At night , Tengan will crawl into bed with you , and cuddle you. He will also make sure that your wounds are healing okay. He sometimes feels guilty about everything , but he reminds himself that this is all for your safety, and one day you will come to realize that.

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Thanks for reading Darling !! <3

Feel free to request any character you want. I write for all genders. If you don’t tell me what gender you want then I will just make it gender nuetural. I write for many different fandoms such as:

• Demon Slayer

• Haikyuu

• Attack on Titan

• My Hero Academia

• Death Note

Have a nice Day / Night ~

#yandere headcanons #anime #yandere #yandere demon slayer #yandere demon slayer headcanons #yandere kny headcanons #yandere kny #yandere kny x reader #yandere uzui #yandere uzai #yandere tengan headcanons #yandere tengan #yandere tengan x reader #yandere uzui wives x reader #teddy yandere

[cyanide-latte]

I know you write for some dbd characters. May I ask for some Ji-woon content? Spare k-pop content plz?

I want you to know that this has been sitting in my inbox for some time now, because you put me in the crisis of getting three separate ideas for this, Anon. I'm still working on the other two, but I just belted this one out on a whim. It's just a rough first draft, and you'll have to forgive me, I've never written "x reader" style fic before and never had intended to, especially not for anon asks. So this is way outside my normal comfort zone.

But the idea would not leave me alone, so here you go, and don't expect me to apologize for it. (And here's the AO3 link, if you feel inclined to leave a review and kudos there.)

Rating: Mature (just to be safe.) 1.9K words. Warnings: Brief mention of violence, implied death. One-sided celebrity attraction. Reader is very much a Ji-Woon stan viewing him through rose-tinted glasses.

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Muse

(Ji-Woon Hak x GN!Reader)

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Though you would never dare speak a word of it to your fellow Survivors, sometimes you thought that perhaps ending up here was one of the best things that ever happened to you. You couldn’t voice it to them because of course, it wasn’t going to be accepted as a rational thought; of that you were certain. Because he was one of the Killers.

Ji-Woon.

You’d seen him at a distance—many of the Killers liked to occasionally lurk around the boundary line of the campsite and observe the Survivors—and had been in a single trial previously where he’d also been the Killer, albeit he’d barely seemed interested in his objective until everyone was already running through the exit gates. So you barely counted these things as really getting the chance to see him. It was better than nothing, yeah, considering you’d never had the chance to attend a NO SPIN or Trickster concert the few times either tour had been close enough to where you lived...but it still wasn’t the same as actually getting to see him.

Now, though… You were the Obsession. And in the distance you’d spotted him as he had crested the top of a hill, looking around with an air of mild amusement. Quick glances to the right and left showed your teammates had already crept off to find generators to work on, and you were the only one who had sights on The Trickster.

And, well, if you just so happened to make your way over there and he just so happened to spot you, that could be put down to bad luck, couldn’t it? And if he just happened to get distracted because he was talking to one of his biggest fans, well then, the others would have time to work on the generators, right? You’d get props for that, being a distraction long enough for everyone to get things done. Yeah, yeah you would.

Part of you instantly felt guilty for even entertaining the idea. You had a responsibility to your teammates, to help finish tasks and get the exit gates open, so you could all escape another excruciating death. Sure, sometimes trials didn’t go well, but that was usually just honest bad luck. Outright ditching everyone else though just because you wanted to talk to a celebrity? That’d be a hell of a selfish, shitty move on your part, and one that anybody who survives the trial wouldn’t hesitate to shove in your face at every chance for a long time to come.

But how often were you actually going to get a chance like this again?

“Ho, look at you! Are you lost?”

His voice was a jolt to the senses and your stomach tried to fly into your throat, your heartbeat suddenly loud and thundering in your ears. He was approaching you himself, his stride effortlessly graceful. Frivolous trivia attempted to jam its way to the forefront of your thoughts at that, something about the amount of pro training with a dance instructor and how it must have coupled with the boundless self-confidence needed to produce such a swaggering gait. You forced it away, heartbeat growing louder and louder as he drew near. And how much of that was the effect of the terror radius versus your own fannish exhilaration?

Hard to say. Your skin suddenly felt too sweaty and your face too hot. There you’d been, trying to argue yourself into flimsy excuses to approach an idol, and you’d been pre-empted.

“N-no, I’m not,” you finally said, wincing inwardly when you heard how high your voice sounded in your anxious state. Trying to recover and save yourself too much embarrassment, you added quickly, “Actually, I was looking for you.”

“Oh?” he said, not looking or sounding at all surprised by this. Punctuating the intensity of the moment, there was a loud whoosh in the distance as the first generator turned on. He either didn’t notice—which was impossible—or didn’t care, and you decided not to either.

“I’m a huge fan of yours,” you said, the words just starting to spill out of their own accord. Was it the terror? The excitement? You had no idea and couldn’t stop it even if you did. “I’ve followed you ever since you joined NO SPIN. I’d heard about the group before but it never caught my interest until you signed on. You just— you brought something to it it was missing!”

A smile turned up the corners of his mouth, and a little of your anxiousness abated. This was good! You’d heard rumors before that sometimes some of the Killers could be open to talking with the Survivors, and if you were lucky, they’d be nice the rest of the trial and just throw it for the sake of being treated like a person. And, you were doing that, weren’t you? You were! He was talking to you, not even trying to give chase or strike you the way a Killer ought to. Talking to him as a fan to an idol was the right move.

“Nice to meet a fan who knows,” he said, shouldering his bat.

“Y-yeah!” you said, encouraged. “It’s true, they just weren’t that good until you came along. You made all the difference.” The newfound confidence flagged for a second as you recalled the demise of the group, and you did your best to tamp down on that before it wandered into the dangerous territory of the rumors that circulated about Ji-Woon having a part in that. You had never entertained that; you refused.

“And, after?” he prompted.

“It’s so sad to hear what happened to them,” you began. “I know, I know you’ve probably heard it a million times from so many people, but I’m so sorry you lost your friends that way.”

You weren’t sure what you were expecting, but it wasn’t the mild shrug that he did, as if to say “what can you do?” It was a puzzling response, and in the lapse of you processing it, another generator whooshed on, somewhere further away than the first one. Again, he seemed content to ignore it, and if he was, then you would be too.

“But I still followed you, when you started recording again after that!”

The smile returned, this time revealing a dimple in his left cheek.

“What did you think of my music?” he asked.

“It was incredible!” you exclaimed, really getting into the conversation now. “Everything about it, it was just so- so raw and untamed! It felt like we were finally getting the real you!”

He nodded in approval, and began to lazily walk around again, a calm pacing. He really was content to just talk with you! Treating him the way he would have been treated before getting dragged into the Entity’s realm, that’s all it took. You didn’t know what some of the others were thinking, this really wasn’t that hard.

“You don’t think my music got…too dark?” he asked, and you wondered if that was a genuine note of worry or if you were imagining it.

“I don’t really know,” you answered. “I mean, you just went through an extremely rough, life-changing event. Losing your friends, nearly getting caught in that fire yourself, the recording studio needing to be moved, everything being uprooted?” You turned on the spot, following his pacing, waiting to see him look at you again. “All of that is really hard, that’s a lot for anyone to have to deal with, even with just one of those things! And Mightee One probably was still expecting you to put out more music or sign you onto a different group. So…I dunno. If you ask me, I think if your music did start sounding darker around then, it was because you were pouring yourself into it.”

“Is that what you think?” he said, his tone considering this.

“Of course! You were pouring all your pain into your music, it was the perfect outlet!”

Somewhere, another generator whooshed on, then another in rapid succession. The others were really on that this time. Somewhere in the back of your thoughts, you congratulated yourself on being such a good distraction. When you all got out and were ready to celebrate, maybe you could brag a little about how you pulled this off.

“Hmm. You have a nice voice,” he remarked.

The non-sequitur threw you off, and whatever words you’d been trying to summon up strangled somewhere in your throat. Your mouth started working like a hinge, opening and closing without making much more than a flustered squeaking noise, and you helplessly pointed to yourself. Was he actually talking about you?

He glanced over, caught the gesture and gave a curt nod. Yes, he was talking about you. You made another helpless noise, a choking sound, and it sent him chuckling.

“Don’t be shocked!” he said on the end of the laugh. “Trust me! I know a good voice when I hear one.”

Your heartbeat was getting loud again, and the pounding in your chest, the heat flooding your face, got more intense than ever. What could you say to that? Was there anything to say to that? Eventually, you managed to get out some sort of coherent response that sounded like a thank-you. At least, you hoped it sounded like that. This was so surreal, having Ji-Woon Hak compliment you, you weren’t too sure of yourself in any capacity.

“It’s the truth!” he insisted, breaking away from his pacing and closing the distance between you. Without waiting or regard to the concept of personal space, he stopped inches away from you, eyes bright with excitement. “I like hearing you talk. I’ve not heard a voice I’ve liked this much in some time!”

Despite the fact this felt like a fantasy fever-dream, something too good to be true, despite the fact you had no clue what to say, you smiled. You couldn’t help it. You’d always liked your voice too, just in general and when you would sing in private along to the whims of a mood or the beat of a favorite song, but it was never a quality anyone else had complimented before. To have a celebrity—especially one you’ve dreamed about meeting for years now—give you such high praise! Tears begin to sting at the corners of your eyes.

You can’t remember ever feeling this happy before coming to this place.

Somewhere, the last generator whooshed on and the low siren of the gates powering on followed, but the sounds were distant, muted almost.

“I want your voice in my music.”

You couldn’t help a laugh, one that’s halfway a good-natured scoff of disbelief. Now that was the sort of thing that any K-pop stan would only ever hear in their wildest daydreams. Unable to help a chuckle of your own, you simply said, “Okay, now I know I’m just dreaming.”

His smile grew wide and his gaze…almost hollow. He was standing still. Perfectly still. Too still.

The bat swung, crashing into your torso with a violent, ripping force, and your body twisted unnaturally, the ground coming up at you in slow-motion. Too late did a little red flag attempt to wave itself, rapidly overpowered by the Entity’s intrusion into your mind, declaring the activation of a Hex.

NO ONE ESCAPES DEATH.

“What dream?” Ji-Woon said between breathless, high laughter as you hit the ground, blood staining the dirt beneath you fast as the wound burned, burned, burned. “I’m serious! You've inspired me! I want your voice!”

Something thumped gently onto the ground next to you as you fought for breath. You couldn’t see what it was, but his shadow fell over it, then his stretching fingers, skimming its surface and hovering above a center button for a second. He leaned down, and his breath was warm against your ear as he hit Record.

“Now scream for me.”

#anon answered #DBD #Dead By Daylight #my writing and fics #fanfic #x reader fic #DBD The Trickster #Ji-Woon Hak #Ji-Woon x reader #kind of #gender neutral reader #Cyanide speaks

[bucky-hues]

bucky barnes fic recs

here are some bucky fics i loved reading!

many of these are 18+ and there are some dark fics in here, so please read the warnings for each fic! if any of the writers i’ve included want anything removed/edited, please let me know!

one shots

jack pendleton | @roger-that-cap

author!bucky x reader

moving into an apartment to get away from your last relationship was fun all fun and games until you met your extremely attractive across-the-hall neighbor, who makes awesome cookies and even better novels.

grip | @pellucid-constellations

bucky x reader

You knew Bucky didn’t like his arm. You just didn’t know how much until he accidentally hurt you with it.

voicemails to an unmanned inbox | @pellucid-constellations

bucky x reader

When Bucky takes an argument a little too far, you take off. All he wants is for you to come back home.

can’t get the words out | @pellucid-constellations

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky’s been awfully distant lately. You don’t think your heart can take what you know he’s about to say.

his everything | @likeahorribledream

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky has trouble talking about his feelings and he ends up pushing away the one person he needs the most.

eavesdrop | @bestofbucky

bucky x avenger!reader

things spies don't notice | @starrysebastians

bucky x avenger!reader

don't you worry (your pretty little head) | @babyboibucky

guitarist!bucky x reader

You agree to spend twelve hours with Bucky whom you just met.

suburbia | @wkemeup

bucky x avenger!reader

Posing as husband and wife, you and Bucky infiltrate a quaint suburban neighborhood in search of a Hydra hacker. Perhaps if you weren’t so in love with him and he hadn’t broken your heart, the act of pretending wouldn’t hurt so much.

sparklin' eyes | @19ana45

roommate!bucky x reader

Prompt: Character A’s current boyfriend/girlfriend/partner mocks Character B for their crush on their best friend, [A]. [B], feeling humiliated, withdraws from the friendship with [A], who is completely oblivious [B] has feelings for them.

reoccurring face | @swtbbybarnes

bucky x reader

he’s been around a lot lately, sometimes multiple times a day, and you’re starting to wonder how much coffee one man can actually drink.

falling for you | @comfortbucky

roommate!bucky

moving on | @bucky-bucket-barnes

bucky x reader

After Bucky had been missing for a year, you had presumed him dead. Time passed, yet you seemed unable to move on from his death. That was until a familiar face came to your doorstep one winter night.

bucky bitchass barnes to the rescue | @bucky-bucket-barnes

bucky x avenger!reader

In an attempt to escape from hectic life as an Avenger, you decided to go out on a date. Unfortunately, you got stood up. While Bucky hates you, he hates seeing you embarrassed more and decides to fill in for your M.I.A. date.

pansies, pain, and other things about bucky | @bucky-bucket-barnes

bucky x avenger!reader

You and Bucky are begrudgingly paired on a mission together. This is less than ideal considering neither of you are too keen on the other tagging along. All goes as normal until a surprise attack severely hurts both of you. Feeling incredibly guilty, Bucky helps you tend to your wounds. He has trouble admitting it, but he wants to make sure you’re safe.

the lost converse | @firefly-in-darkness

bucky x reader

Last nights party was a bit of a mad one, what do you do when you wake up in someone else’s bed?

nervous | @dailyreverie

bucky x reader

A nervous Bucky introduces you to his fellow Avengers during game night

fever | @dailyreverie

bucky x reader

a little old fashioned | @gogolucky13

bucky x reader

Bucky is a bit subtle in telling you he likes you.

sweetart | @onlyjamesbarnes

soft!bucky x baker!reader

your best friend bucky tries to stay platonic with you, letting you live out your dreams, but his instincts soon get the better of him.

the things you've done | @divine-mistake

bucky x reader

what if the world ended tomorrow and all he did was spend his last day with you thinking about how you never hold his metal hand and you never walk on his left side and you constantly reach out for his right arm?

do you still love me? | @thatfangirl42

bucky x reader

2:00am | @thatfangirl42

bucky x avenger!reader

miscommunications | @empyreanwritings

bucky x avenger!reader

cookies, kisses, and such | @sweetbucky

neighbour!bucky

pretending | @multifandomwriter

bucky x reader

Bucky notices you at a party and is instantly attracted to you. Steve instantly notices the lovestruck look in his eyes, but also his nerves that are stopping him from talking to you. So Steve plays on Bucky’s jealousy to get him to make a move.

good together | @irndad

bucky barnes x avenger!reader

bucky and his girlfriend are in secret, and they think they are absolutely perfect for each other. literally everyone else in the compound thinks bucky and nat are made for each other.

l-o-v-e | @irndad

college!bucky x reader

college!bucky meets reader in a library and it’s all downhill from there. He’s desperately in love and pining and it’s all ridiculous and he doesn’t think she could like him back.

tell me the truth | @bwhitewolfbarnes 

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky finds himself overhearing your conversation with his younger self, and he hates the way it makes him ache. He needs to know what is real.

the staring contest | @jobean12-blog

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky has a staring/glaring problem and you can’t figure out why!

lavender | @wkemeup

bucky x reader

Not every nightmare is the same and Bucky doesn’t always wake up as the man you know.

little lion man | @wkemeup

bucky x avenger!reader 

Sent on an assignment back to 1943, you encounter a drastically different version of the man you know

purgatory | @wkemeup

bucky x avenger!reader

While on a mission, Bucky becomes dissociated into the Winter Soldier. But instead of becoming a threat, his instinct is to protect.

i love you, you idiot | @chrisevansjellybeans 

bucky x reader

all the good things | @houseravenclaws 

bucky x avenger!reader

bucky’s been more than a little happy recently. sam thinks it has something to do with the pretty girl on the team.

tap | @houseravenclaws

bucky x avenger!reader

bucky never talked much. he fell in love anyway.

shaking | @clintbartonswife

bucky x avengers!reader

after you get injured on a mission, the usually stoic Bucky breaks, and you see a side to him that he’s kept hidden ever since his acceptance into the Avengers.

deserving | @hanoella 

bucky x healer!reader

When someone bad mouths Bucky in your presence, you set things straight.

keep me cool | @chouettedubois

bucky x avenger!reader

You and Bucky are on your third undercover mission acting as a couple. Things go awry when you fall ill. Cue caretaker!Bucky to the rescue.

on, off and repeat | @avasparks

neighbour!bucky x reader

i wished on the moon for you | @sunmoonandbucky 

bucky x reader

After losing Bucky, you were devastated. So when Howard Stark asks for volunteers for an experiment, you’re the first in line.

the hottest avenger | @watchmegetobsessed

bucky x avenger!reader

Being locked together with Sam and Bucky brings the worst out of you, picking on each other constantly. Following an arguement Bucky accidentally calls you his girlfriend in front of Sam when your relationship was supposed to be a secret.

hey daddy | @watchmegetobsessed

bucky x avenger!reader

You join Peter and his friends for a game of Truth Or Dare but you wish you stayed in your room when MJ challenges you to do a task that will definitely out your secret relationship with Bucky.

crash course | @watchmegetobsessed

bucky x reader

Bucky is a regular at the café where you work at and seeing him struggling with technology, you offer to help him, teaching him the basics while you are both thinking about taking it a little further than just a crash course.

little things | @watchmegetobsessed 

bucky x avenger!reader

missed chances | @soap-bubble-nebula 

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky is about to ask out the reader, but right before she could answer him her ex calls her up and she answers happily as she always wanted a second chance with said ex

truth or dare? | @soap-bubble-nebula 

bucky x avenger!reader

the experiment | @soap-bubble-nebula 

bucky x reader

make believe on christmas eve | @green-eyeddragonfanfiction 

bucky x reader

When your family insists you bring your [nonexistent] long-term boyfriend over for Christmas, you panic. You hadn’t expected to be put in this situation; you never thought you’d actually have to bring “him” over.

sick day | @nastybuckybarnes

bucky x avenger!reader

you tell a little white lie to escape Avenging for a day, and Bucky finds out. He’s hurt and upset, until he finds out your reason why.

spies and secrets | @barnesandco 

bucky x reader

Bucky buys a new jacket that is… uncharacteristically bright. Sam ribs him for it, and you- you don’t know what to do with yourself.

the bar rules | @buckyhoney (18+)

bartender!bucky x reader

the family lunch |  @buckyhoney​ (18+)

dad'sbestfriend!bucky x reader

forbidden fruit | @bucksfucks (18+)

dad'sbestfriend!bucky x reader

you attempt to set your ex’s things on fire. bucky has a better idea.

mr. brightside | @bucksfucks (18+)

ex'sdad!bucky x reader

the one where you fuck your ex's dad

left gasping for air | @bucksfucks (18+)

bucky x reader

doused with sex pollen, you & bucky are met with a difficult decision.

love me harder | @celestialbarnes (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

you and bucky have been flirting and screwing around for months now, after seeing him getting frisky with someone else, you decide to do the same and bucky’s just about had enough.

sweeter than sugar | @angrythingstarlight (18+)

chubbybaker!bucky x reader

look my way | @sableseb (18+)

neighbour!bucky x reader

boyfriend upgrade | @multifandomwriter (18+)

roommate!bucky x reader

You have always been close with your roommate, Bucky, but tensions start to rise when your boyfriend begins to stay over at your apartment. You feel like you’re drifting apart until Bucky accidentally sees you almost naked.

lure | @bccky (18+) dark

bucky x reader

it’s all about the perfect lure

plan | @sergeantxrogers (18+)

bucky x reader

“I was supposed to forget about you, and you were supposed to forget about me, but damn it if I could ever forget about you because since the day I saw you, you never left my mind and you were all I thought about,” he rambled, focusing on anything his eyes could land on that wasn’t you. “You’re… you’re still all I think about,” he whispered, voice tired and beaten, like the very sentence had been waiting in his throat for years just to get a chance to come out into the open.

play pretend | @wkemeup (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

When Bucky is injected with a substance that leaves him desperate for release, you offer your help.

you’re mine | @marveicinematics (18+)

bucky x reader

Having a secret relationship with a man as insecure and complex as James Buchanan Barnes may not have been the best idea you had, but one thing was certain: you knew how to make him feel better about the things that bothered him.

white lies and truth serum | @mariessecretfantasies (18+) dark

dark!bucky x avenger!reader

You and Bucky share a dance, a few too many drinks, and a night in bed together. Unfortunately, he neglects to tell you that he can’t get drunk.

bitter fruit | @divine-mistake (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

“The mission was already a success!” you say and you can feel tears burning the back of your eyes. You will yourself to blink them back. “You had the files, the base was set to detonate, I don’t understand why you didn’t just stay on the fucking jet.”

“Because you were going to die.”

always here | @simsadventures (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

You have an obvious crush on Bucky, and kind of hope he feels the same. But when you overhear agents talking about you, and then even Bucky, you realise there is no hope for you. At least you think there isn’t.

your captain | @onlyjamesbarnes (18+)

dark!bucky x reader, husband!steve x reader

a perfect anniversary night gets interrupted by his best friend, who happens to be your boss.

series/multi-chap

graveyard , sacrifice | @wkemeup

bucky x healer!reader

As the unofficial healer for the Avengers, you pride yourself on the ability to mend heroes with the touch of your hand. Only, your gift comes at a heavy price — one you keep secret from your friends —and when Bucky asks you to do the impossible, they’ll discover why your gift is called a sacrifice, too.

sunrise | @wkemeup​ (18+)

veteran!bucky x librarian!reader

After an explosion takes his arm and his only sense of belonging, Bucky is discharged from active duty and sent back to civilian life. Left with a storm of unchecked guilt, Bucky is content to live out the rest of his days in the hollow comfort of the dark. This is, until Sam drags him down to the local VA and he meets you.

TiMER | @xbuchananbarnes (ongoing) (18+)

bartender!bucky x reader (soulmate au)

“If a clock could count down to the exact moment you’ll meet your soulmate, would you want to know?”

the match | @babyboibucky (ongoing) (18+)

ceo!bucky x reader

You come across your boss’ Tinder profile.

the holiday hack | @gogolucky13 

bucky x reader (modern au)

You ask Bucky to be your stand-in boyfriend for your family’s Christmas party.

sexual healing , medicine | @gogolucky13 (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

You ask a touch-starved Bucky if he wants to try something new in an attempt to take your minds off work.

vacant mirrors | @whirlybirbs (18+)

bucky x reader

shit's been rough. shit was rough even before the blip. dr. hart shares an office with dr. raynor, and you share with waiting room with bucky barnes. set before tfatws; a friends-to-lovers, slowburn, eventual smut.

salvatore | @nsfwsebbie (18+) dark

dark!bucky x reader

Bucky Barnes doesn’t believe in love anymore. Especially after the tragic, unknown death of his wife, Natasha. He thinks it’s stupid and a waste of time and- oh my. Hello there, you. There you were, with your notebooks and your novels, writing your heart away. He’s hellbent on saving you from this nasty world, his elusive neighbor that has him under the stupid spell of love. You soon find yourself trapped in a tragic love story with Bluebeard, not Prince Charming.

polyonymous | @bubblebuckys

bucky x reader (social media au)

You met James on Twitter three months ago, and you’ve talked everyday since. You really like him, and you don’t think you’ve met anyone like him. That is, until the fateful night that brings the Avengers to you. You meet Bucky Barnes, and then you’re stuck choosing between two guys so alike you find yourself asking why they couldn’t be the same person.

going live , offline | @ritesofreverie (18+)

camboy!bucky x reader

your new neighbour looks so familiar, where had you seen him before?

heavy metal lover | @mypoisonedvine (ongoing) (18+)

sub!bucky x dominatrix!reader

working as a dominatrix is never exactly easy, but a new client brings challenges you never expected.

fake boyfriend real orgasms | @bucksfucks (ongoing) (18+)

roommate!bucky x reader

when bucky needs a date to sam’s wedding, he makes a deal with you. when it starts to turn into something a little more real, you realize how deep you’re in.

almost had me believing it | @tuiccim (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

An undercover operation playing Bucky Barnes’ wife is a dream come true. Playing house in the suburbs while trying to take down a drug ring brings you and Bucky closer but a nosy neighbor causes trouble in paradise.

it's brooklyn, baby | @my-divine-death (ongoing) (18+)

college!bucky x reader

hush 1 2 | @starbuckie (ongoing)

bucky x reader

in quiet corners and selfish moments, y/n and bucky have kept their relationship a secret, one love that was pure and untouched by the darkness that surrounded them. but after bucky is able to walk the streets a free man once again, will their love be able to survive?

misconceptions | @firefly-in-darkness (18+)

bucky x avenger!reader

Bucky Barnes overhears a conversation that he shouldn’t have…

what a night | @jurassicbarnes

bucky x reader

Bucky Barnes is out in the new world, navigating through everyday life and it’s trials and tribulations. His therapist insists he tries new things. He has collected a few new hobbies. But when it comes to making new acquaintances, what’s a better way to meet new people than a little dating site called Tinder.

hey, professor | @balenciagabucky (ongoing) (18+) dark

professor!bucky x reader

professor barnes always had his eye on you, you noticed it, your girlfriend noticed it, even his friends and after one raunchy photo sent to him, a joke, nothing more, in his world you become more than just a student

missing piece 1 2 3 4 | @likeahorribledream

bucky x avenger!reader

seeing red | @mypoisonedvine (18+)

bodyguard!bucky x actress!reader

bucky used to brag that he didn’t have a celebrity crush, or really care about famous people at all, which is what made him the perfect person to start working for a celebrity like yourself.  except, of course, it’s just his luck that he’d fall for you.

flight risk , no control | @wkemeup

bucky barnes x avenger!reader

Bucky becomes a flight risk after a failed mission and is put in lockup under Steve’s orders. Even though Bucky won’t say a word of what happened, you camp outside the door to his cell so he knows he isn’t alone.

bad match | @justreadingfics (18+)

bucky x reader

Bucky and the Reader are set up on a date, but things don’t go as well as expected.  

unbroken | @constantwriter85 (18+)

bucky x hacker!reader

Bucky isn’t happy about being paired with a snarky, untested hacker on a stealth mission to infiltrate Hammer Industries. But when the mission spirals out of control and they’re both captured, he finds out just how much heart his hacker has–and how far she’s willing to go to protect the lives of others.

if i only had a heart 1 2 | @chouettedubois​ (18+)

bucky x reader

Team Cap is back at the compound after being pardoned. Bucky is suffering from the shoddy work HYDRA did with his prosthetic. Tony brings reader in to fix it—and maybe help him find his heart in the process.

text me | @soap-bubble-nebula​ 

bucky x reader

Tony and the other’s are off on a mission, and it’s up to you to help Bucky get comfortable and assimilate into normal life. He texts you because Tony told him he could.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x female reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes fanfic #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes fic #fic rec

[clementinesjourney]

Old feelings, new beginnings..

A.N.: Hi guys! Thank you for loving my first series " I'm not crazy" so much. It means a lot! <3 I thought I'll write something else for a bit, just until i figure out the storyline of the series that i'm happy with. Let me know if you like these kind of stories, or if there's anything in particular that you wanna read about. My Asks and inbox are always open! :)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: cheating (ex-fiancé); smoking; fluff; oral sex (f recieving); sex, aaaand a whole lot of fluff.

Words: 4,3 k

Summary: You are the daughter of Steve. You worked abroad for years after college, and now, when you hit rock bottom you move back to his house, figuring out yourself. You meet an old friend along the way. bringing back old memories and feelings.

-Dad, could you please help me with these boxes? - you shouted from the van.

-Hurry, i don't wanna fall and break my neck the first day im back...

-I'm coming, i'm coming... I just had a phonecall..

-Who's more important than your precious little girl moving back from Europe? - you said jokingly with a chuckle... God, you missed being near family.

-Nobody.. but actually yo remember Barnes? He's coming over, he offered to help with the furniture we'll buy for your room.

-Wait, i don't have any furniture yet?

He doesn't answered, just took the box with a part of your books and headed upstairs to put them in your room. You followed with two of your plants. While setting them down you heard a loud growl, as a silent reminder that from the moment you got back from the airport you and your dad didn't ate just unloaded the truck non-stop. You chuckled.

-We should stop for a bit and eat something. Do you want me to cook something or should we go out to Magdalene's? - You asked.

-Hmm... I could go for a pizza at Magdalene's.. Let me get my keys.

Soon enough you were sitting on the terrace looking at the ocean while sipping your drinks and waiting for the pizza.

-You know... i never thought i'll admit but i really missed this city, and you dad..

-I know sweetheart i missed you too... You know you could've visit more. I mean.. i'm glad that Sam and Bucky is still here... but i really missed my little girl.

-I think it was the best idea to move back. After being fired, and finding out that my fiancé was sleeping with my boss really ruined me. I don't think i can go back to being an accountant. I want a fresh start. New city, new carreer... I mean, i'm only 27.. i can always start over.

-Maybe.. I had a hard time not getting on a plane and showing your ex-fiancé how the captain would deal with rats like him... I still can't believe i let that man into my house for so many years....

-It's okay dad.. It's over.. i just need to rebuild myself and all will be fine. I'm pretty sure you won't have to deal with any new men any soon..

With a sad chuckle you sipped your cold lemonade and looked out to the sea. The sun begin to set. It was so calm.. just a few people walking their dogs silently... Soon your foods arrived and you started to dig in, stopping sometimes to laugh on old memories..

Bucky was walking his dog on the beach when he heard Steve's and a woman's laugh. He searched the perimeters with his eyes for his best friend, hoping he's finally having a date. He knew how lonely he was without his late wife and his daughter living abroad with that sorry excuse of a man as her fiancé. He was always very protective of (Y/n), being his best friend's daughter, but as the years passed Bucky started to have feelings for the girl which he couldn't really explain. He never told this to Steve though... He didn't know how he would react to his best friend being helplessly in love with his daughter... He decided to just shove these feelings deep down, hoping he can somehow forget them. He tried to date many women in the meantime.. None of them stayed... hell he wouldn't even take them home most of the time, because he would've felt guilty.

When he got closer he saw that Steve wasnt having a date, but instead having dinner with his daugther.. There were only two drinks and two sets of utensils on the two empty plates. She didn't bring her fiancé.. Bucky wondered why.

-Bucky! Hey.. Do yo remember my daughter (Y/n)? She just arrived today, she's moving back to her old man. Do you wanna join us for drinks later?

-Hey Steve... Welcome back (Y/n). -He said shaking Steve's hand and hugging you lazily, giving a peck on your left cheek. - Sure, i'm free anyways. Do you need me to bring something?

-No, no just come, maybe invite Sam if he doesn't have anything else to do. It would be nice to have a little welcome party for my little girl.. - Smiled Steve at his best friend.

-HEEEY... i'm not that little anymore.. But getting wasted on my first night with old men sound like a good time.. Maybe it will help with sleeping on the couch since someone forgot to buy me a bed... - you said, rolling your eyes at your dad, then catch the smirk on Bucky's handsome face.. You always had the hots for him.. You just never told anyone, let alone your dad... He was so protective he might've took his head just for being this insanely handsome...

-Sure i'll invite him too. See you later then. -He waved at you two, leaving, searching for his phone in his pocket to call Sam.

*dial-tone*

Sam: Hey man, whats up?

Bucky: Hey Sam. Steve wanted me to invite you to (Y/n)'s welcome back party.

Sam: Oooh.. Lover-boy is in danger. I wouldn't wanna miss that. Count me in.

Bucky: I promise i'll tear your tongue out if you joke with that in front of Steve... I'm in huge trouble without that too... She got even prettier, regardless of the dark circles.. I wonder why she moved back here..

Sam: Shooot, old man Stevie didn't tell you huh?

Bucky: Didn't tell me what? What happened?

Sam: The dear fiancé was playing with her boss behind her back for like a year, and when the boss got tired of being in the shadows, she fired (y/n) the same day her fiancé broke it off..

Bucky: Jesus... i'm gonna kill that bastard..

Sam: Not trying to imply anything but i'd rather you try to help (Y/n) put herself together...

Bucky: See you tonight then...

Bucky got so angry hearing what that asshole did to you.. That explains the dark circles and that hopeless sadness in your green eyes...

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You were currently putting on your terracotta colored sundress when you heard the doorbell.

-Dad, could you get it? i'm nearly done here.

Steve opened the door, letting his bestfriends in. Setting the drinks and snacks they brought on the counter. Thats when you emerged from your room. Bucky's breath cought in his throat, he gulped trying not to drool at the sight. You weren't a little girl anymore, you were a woman.. Prettier by every passing minute.

Sam elbowed him before Steve could see the look on his face. Stepping forward and swirling you around.

-I heard the princess is back in town, i had to come and see for myself.. Damn girl you grew big.

-Put me down Sam, put me down. -you chuckled, gently hitting his shoulders. With a big bear hug he let you go.

-There guys, have a beer.- you smiled while handing them their beers.

While they were laughing and talking with your dad, you sneaked out to the garden, lighting a cigarette, sipping your beer. When Bucky realized you werent inside, he looked for you.

-Want some? - you held up the pack of cigarettes.

-Does your dad know you smoke? - he asked while taking one, lighting it.

-No, and i'd like to keep it that way.. I just.. It's a coping mechanism. I know it's bad.. it just makes me feel like i can get past this.

-I get that.. i started cause of that too. How do you feel?

-Pretty shitty still.. but being back here helps a bit.

- If you don't wanna sleep on the couch till your bed arrives you can crash at my place. I have a guest bedroom, you wouldn't even have to share a bathroom with me you know.

-Are you sure? I don't wanna intrude. Your girlfriend probably wouldn't be too happy with me staying there either.

-What girlfriend princess?

- Oh come on i saw how all the single moms looked at you all the time. I'm pretty sure a man like you can find a woman for each his fingers, metal or not. - you said lifting an eyebrow, smirking. Slowly blowing out the smoke of the cigarette with a sigh. You hoped the smoke will hide your sad sigh. You knew just how dangerous staying at his place would be. So tempting, yet the thought of him sharing his bed with anyone saddened you probably even more than your betraying ex-fiancé.

-No, doll.. I don't have anyone. Perhaps you could say i'm waiting for the one.. - He told you straight. Looking at your face to the side, hoping to find any clues that you might feel something, that you might be slightly happier after hearing it. And there it was.. a small smile before a sip of your drink. You tried to hide it, he thought but nothing can escape the eyes of Bucky.

-I'll stay there then.. just until i'll have my furniture.. which at this pace will be the day when i buy a house and buy my own furniture.. But you'll tell dad.. your voice is deeper. - you chuckled.

-Fine, fine.. But if he'll kill me please take care of my dog...

Putting out your cigarettes you headed in, laughing on an old joke about your dad and Sam.

-Hey, Steve, we had an idea. - said Bucky upon entering.

- You two having ideas... that has never meant any good..

-Its okay, we just thought why won't (y/n) stay at my place until her bed arrives? You wouldn't wanna hurt herself by sleeping on the couch and i have a guest bedroom with its own bathroom.. it's just practical.

- If that's what she wants then sure, i mean sure i am she's overprotective father, but she's also a grown woman. What do you think honey?

-Yea it seems practical, it will only be a few days anyway. - you said, sending a little smile towards Bucky. and Oh what a trouble you were in.

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It was around midnight when you all decided it was time to sleep. You were currently walking beside Bucky on the sidewalk. The street was empty. You were smoking and just silently walking. But Bucky didn't miss how your eyes glistened with the unshed tears. You were probably trying not to cry. And he just had to help somehow.

-Hug it out?

You let out a chuckle while sniffing, letting one single teardrop fall.

-Is it that obvious?

-No, but i've seen you enough to know. You can talk to me if you want, i'm here..

-Can i get that hug then? - you stopped, and looked at him. Maybe you were just that tipsy, but he was even more handsome now under the streetlights. He had that soft look, his icy blue eyes told you everything you needed to know. You will be safe and you will be alright as long as you have him there. He had one hand on your waits, and another held your head to his chest. You felt a small kiss on the top of your head. You silently started to cry into his button-down. He held you even tighter when he felt your hot tears seeping onto his skin through the shirt.

-I'm s-sorry... *sniffing* i didn't mean to.. Y-you didn't signed up for babysitting... i'm alright.. i'm alright. - you said, slightly pushing him away. You see a bit of hurt flashing in his eyes, but he masks it immediately.

-It's not babysitting.. You are just as much as my friend as your dad or Sam is. I'm here if you want to talk, or just want a shoulder to cry on. Not because we're tipsy, but because thats how friendships are.

-Friends huh? - you said chuckling, wiping the tears from your face.

With that you continued to walk towards his house. Upon entering, the house was perfectly clean and organized, you saw a few pictures of Bucky, Sam and your dad, some had you too when you were little. You smiled at the memories.

- I didn't know you kept these.

- Why wouldn't i? These are some of my best memories. - He said while handing you a pair of shorts and a tshirt, because of course you forgot to bring your bag of clothes.

- Oh thank you.. I appreciate it. I won't bother you anymore. - you started to retreat to your room, when suddenly he cought your forearm, swinging you straight to his arms. You looked up to his icy blue eyes in the dark room, only illuminated by the light of the moon.

-You'd never bother me (y/n). If anything i'd kill for having you in this house everyday, being able to see you, smell you.. You don't realize but your ex-fiancé was the world's most stupid man to ever hurt you and let you go..

Thats when the tears crept up and into your eyes once again. You didn't know if it was just pity, or the drinks that made him say these... but god you hoped it would be real. You tried to say words, to protest what he said.. but they just didn't came. You stood there in the middle of his livingroom, in Bucky's arms, looking in his eyes.

-I'm sorry.. i-i shouldn't have say this. It's not my place.. he said, feeling suddenly quilty. Cursing the last few beers that gave him the courage to confess..

-No it's um.. okay. - perhaps you both were too drunk to make good decisions, but you got on your tiptoes and gave a small peck on his lips. His hands tightened around you as he kept his lips unmoving, just feeling yours on it. It was something he was waiting for for the past 5 years, since he realized his feelings. And as little as it was, this was perfect. Your lips fit on his like they were made for him and him only. He hoped it wasn't a dream, and you wouldn't storm out a second after.

- Goodnight Bucky. -You said, ending the kiss, not waiting for his answer, practically running to his guestroom, shutting the door.

Bucky stood there dumbfounded, touching his lips, trying to calm down his heart.

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Sleep came hard to you that night. The feeling of Bucky's lips on yours haunted your thoughts. You didn't regret the kiss, you just wish it was under different circumstances. When you finally fell asleep, it was already dawn.

In the early afternoon you went to the kitchen. You smelled coffee not too long ago, but you hoped it was long enough so you won't meet Bucky. You weren't ready to face the events of yesterday yet. But there he was, messy hair, comfy clothes, and that damn half smile that could kill you any day.

-Coffee?

-Yes please. - you smiled at him, but it didn't reach your eyes.

-Do you wanna talk about it?

-No. - you said with another small smile, then left for the balcony to smoke.

Bucky followed you stood far enough to give you space if you needed. You silently scooted closer, until your head was resing on his left shoulder. He gave a little kiss on the top of your head. Thats when he knew you two were okay. You won't run away, maybe you'll even stay.

That's how you spent the afternoon sipping coffee, smoking, and taking in his scent and warmth.

- you up for a movie? - he asked

- only if you have snacks too. - you chuckled heading in.

You were still wearing his shirt, but since it went down to the middle of your thighs so you didn't bother to wear the shorts. Bucky felt happy for the first time since forever. This is the sight he wanted to see for the rest of his life. You, in his shirt, with your messy bun, without makeup... On his couch waiting for him to choose a movie.

It was perfect.

He knew he was in trouble.

You started the movie on the sides of the couch, slowly inching closer, as if you needed to touch to survive. Soon enough his hands were on the back of the couch, you under them, snuggling up to his side, both under a blanket. His fingers drew small circles on your shoulder. You only hoped he couldn't hear how fast your heart was beating from him being this close.. And you didn't know, but he hoped the same.

*thump thump*

You looked up finding those blue eyes already looking at you. He didn't have to say anything... it was all in his eyes... And the way he looked at you, the way his eyes flickered down to your lips. How his free hand came to your chin to make you come closer.. He slowly kissed the tip of your nose, then your lips. It was careful at first. He didn't know if he can do this.. But when you put your hand on his hand near you chin, and actually responded to the kiss, let it deepen did he let himself really feel it. When you both were out of breath, you were blushing hard, not believing what just happened, you hide your face in his chest. He just held you tighter. You could practically hear the smile on his face.

- You don't know how long i was waiting to be able to do that... - he said, - i always dreamt that you'll someday let me.

- Bucky... i-i... do you?.. really?

- Doll.. i wouldn't be saying any of this if i wasn't... Ever since i realized that you weren't just Steve's daughter anymore, i tried to somehow forget you, to bury these feelings deep, cause i knew you wouldn't want 100 year old man, the best friend of your father to ....

-Shhh.. I do want this old man. I wanted him for years... I... I don't think i ever even loved my ex.. i just... i just tried to forget you.. Thinking you wouldn't want anything to do with me... i'm just a kid, and you need a woman... who can make you happy. I never thought...

He didn't let you finish. He kissed you again, this time it was full of passion, as if he wanted to show you that you weren't a kid, that you were all he needed and more.

- i only need you (y/n). - he said between kisses.

- will you stay?

-I want to Bucky.. but isn't it too soon? what will i say to my dad?

- We'll figure something out.. and no, we've waited years. I don't want to wait any longer. I want to wake up to the sight of you next to me, to fall asleep together.. All that jazz. I can't imagine a day without you in it.

That night you fall asleep next to him. Cuddling all night, not letting go of eachother. For the first time in forever he didn't had any nightmares, and slept peacefully.

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The next morning you woke up to light kisses on the back of your neck.

-Mmmm... what are you doing James?

-*kiss* just enjoying this.. us. *kiss-kiss*

You turned around, kissing him softly then lightly bit his lips, earning a low growl. His hand tightened on your waist, slowly inching down, grabbing your thigh, taking it over his side, making it easier for you to roll on top of him.

-I need to shower... - you said with a smirk, as you slowly walked towards his bathroom. Taking off his shirt, revealing that you only wore a par of black lace panties underneath. With a giggle you shut the door leaving Bucky murmuring something, biting his own lips at the sight of you. You were washing your hair so you didn't hear the door open. Suddenly you felt two hands on your waist bringing you closer to his body. It wasn't hart do know what he had in mind. He kissed you hungrly and whispered in your ear:

-Teasing me huh? such a bad girl... i hope you know that you won't ever get away with it... with that he kissed just under your ear, earning a soft whimper.

You closed your eyes as he kissed you again, more hungry this time. His flesh hand slowly inching down caressing your inner thigh, the sides of your folds, leaving out the aching little nub that wanted the most attention. You moaned a little Please into the kiss, earning a smirk from him. But it did do the work, he finally gave attention to the places you wanted the most. You had goosebumps all over already and he wast even a finger inside you yet. You cling to him desperately, moving your hips ever so slightly to get some more friction.

- needy huh? want me to make you feel good doll?

-yes James, plea....

You couldn't even finish your sentence as he added a finger, slowly pushing it inside you, earning a sinful moan right to his ear. He started to push his finger in and out, slowly addig another, curving just the right way, hitting all the right spots. He took one of your nipples into his mouth, circling it with his tongue, pinching with his teeth... You were so close.. He knew this too, your moans let him know. He suddenly stopped, with drawing his fingers. You whimpered at the loss of the contact.

- Don't worry sweetheart... i just wanna have a taste.

He got on his knees in front of you, putting one of your legs on his shoulder looking you in the eyes as he licked up your slit, straight to your clit. That was alone nearly enough to make you cum. He didn't stop... it was just a beginning. He circled your clit, while adding back the fingers, he started to curl them just the right way, as if he already knew how your body worked, how he could make you feel good..

-James.. i-im gonna..... Thats when your first orgasm hit you, you started to shake but he caught you in his arms, lifting you up, making you snake your legs around him. He lined himself up at your etrance, slowly sinking you lower and lower on his member. When he was fully inside, he stopped and kissed you hard, letting you adjust to his size. With a little nod of your head he started to move slow at first, but gradually speeding up earning moans from you... They were so sinful yet so angelic, he couldn't get enough of them.

-God, you're so pretty... So perfect... so thight... i never wanna leave this pussy ever again...

He earned a little giggle between your moans, you decided to leave little lovebites on his neck and shoulder, finally marking him as yours...

He managed to find sports that you didn't even know existed, taking you higher in your bliss than anybody ever have. You strated to clench down on him as your second orgasm hit you, making him lose control as well, releasing his hot seed inside you.

He didn't pull out. He just held you there, kissing you softly being happy and content that you were finally his, and his only.. and he would be damned if he'd ever let you go.

When both of your breathings slowed, he help you wash yourself, then put a fluffy towel around you, all while giving kisses anywhere he could. You could never in a million years guess that he had this tooth rotting sweet side to him, but you absolutely loved it, knowing that it was only for you.

You put on his button-down, while he made coffee, then you went out to the balcony to smoke. Now you didn't wait to scoot closer, you sat on his lap, earning another few kisses from him. Now you smoked one cigarette together. You hoped this would last forever.

-I should speak with your dad.

-Can't we just enjoy this a bit more? Its so peaceful..

-I know honey, but sooner or later we will have to talk to him... i mean, your new bed will arrive in days...

- Okay.. we have to talk to him..

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-Hey dad we're home!

-Hey princess. How was your stay? Did he take good care of you?

-That he did...- you said with a smirk towards Bucky. - I'll go upstairs and pick up some things.

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-So? You told her Bucky?

-Told her what exactly?

-How you feel.. I'm not stupid i saw the way you were looking at her for years, i saw the jealousy when she brought that asshole home for christmas, and i never saw you look at that way at anybody since the 40-s...

-And you are okay with it?

- If that is what makes her happy, then yes. I know you, and i know her. You would never hurt eachother, and you would keep her safe.

-I... i don't know what to say Steve.. i'm surprised you reacted this way, i mean.. you were always so protective of her, i thought you'll have my head one day just for looking at her the wrong way..

-Bucky... We were friends for over 100 years. I know you better than myself. I know if that's what she wants, you'd make the perfect old man - in- law i could ask for.. I want you both to be as happy as you can. If it's by eachothers side i won't mind. Just promise to never break her heart.

-That i can promise anytime Steve.

Thats when you jumped at them, hugging them tight. Tears in your eyes.

- i love you so much. both of you.. -you you said not letting either of them go.

-so i guess... we'll have to move my stuff again...

#bucky x you #bucky x reader #bucky barnes #dbf!bucky

[arvinsescape]

Me for Me.

A/N: I personally struggle with a lot of these insecurities so if anyone else does please know my inbox is always open.

Summary: Y/N is closed off and Tom finds out why.

Warnings: Couple of swear words.

W/C: 2K.

At first Tom thought he’d upset you in some way or another without meaning to. You’d been cast in a film together and while you were always pleasant, he found it difficult to get close to you. When he’d asked you if there was anything he’d done you’d laughed and said no, said that he didn’t need to worry. Every time he tried to hang out after set you’d politely reject and make your way back to your trailer. He decided he wanted to get to the bottom of it.

“Hey, Jane.” He collared your agent as she was walking past.

“Tom, what can I do for you?” She replied, Jane was lovely.

“I was just wondering if I’d upset Y/N somehow and she won’t tell me what I did.” He asked as he scratched the back of his neck.

“She hasn’t said anything why?”

“Well, I don’t know she just seems difficult to get close to, like we have a laugh on set but then when I try and do something outside of set she just disappears.” Tom said as Jane sighed.

“Look Tom, Y/N’s like that a lot of the time, she’s quite closed off. It’s not my place to talk about it though.” She said with a sad smile and Tom sighed.

“Is she still in her trailer?” He asked and she nodded as he made his way towards your trailer and knocked, you looked shocked when you saw him standing there.

“Tom, hey, what are you doing here?” You asked with furrowed brows.

“Any chance we can talk?” He asked and you hesitantly nodded as you let him into your trailer.

“What’s wrong, did you wanna go over some stuff from the script?”

“No, I actually just came to talk to you.”

“Oh.” You said as you both sat down.

“Look, if I’ve upset you please will you tell me. I really feel like I’ve missed something.” He said as he sighed.

“You haven’t done anything, look I just struggle to let people in, that’s all.” You said as you smiled at him and he nodded.

“Wanna talk about it? We don’t have to if you don’t want.” He said and there was something about the way he said it. Something seemed safe about telling him, that he wouldn’t tell anyone else and you really enjoyed working with him, he was a really nice guy. You sighed as you spoke.

“I just have a lot of insecurities you know. I’ve had a lot of people use me in this industry to get where they want to be and then cut me off like we never knew each other.” You swallowed and he looked at you as you spoke, attention fully on you. You felt tears brim your eyes as you carried on.

“I’ve had people that claim to be my friends talk shit about me and then when I asked them about it they just said that everybody talks shit behind everyone’s back regardless of who they are to them. Which I get it, your anger gets the better of you sometimes and I can understand that but some of the things they said had nothing to do with anything I did to them, it was about my looks or my acting, that sort of stuff. That started a lot of insecurities for me, I always fear that people don’t actually like me or that they put up with me for a short time before I bore them.” You let a few tears slip as you spoke and sniffled.

“I feel like I’ve never really had a best friend you know. Never really had someone who gets me, never really had someone who itches to tell me things first. It sounds so childish but I just wanna be someone’s first thought for once you know. Even the boyfriends I’ve had have treated me like that.” You were crying now as you let it all out, knees pulled up to your chest and you felt guilty for a second. Tom probably didn’t wanna hear this.

But you were wrong Tom did want to hear this because now he understood. You won’t get close to him or anyone else because you’re scared that they’ll turn out like everyone else. He understood now that all you really wanted was a friend, someone who would stick by you and tell you when you’d annoyed them or upset them, not talk shit behind your back. You wanted people in your life you knew you could trust but so many people had let you down that you’d become guarded. Tom moved towards you and moved your legs so he could pull you into his chest as you cried.

“Hey, it’s not childish to want a proper friend you know.” He said as he rubbed your back. “I get it, you don’t want people to hurt you so you don’t give them the chance and I understand that. I want to help, be someone you can rely on, call a friend. I care you know, I came here to find you because I care.” He said as he continued to rub your back as you cried into his chest.

You cried for a while before you eventually calmed yourself down and Tom didn’t let go for a second, he just held you because that’s what you needed. You’d expected him to get bored and leave you crying to yourself. When you’d composed yourself you pulled away from him as you wiped your nose on your hoodie and sniffled.

“I’m sorry about your shirt.” You laughed as you gestured to the puddle of tears you’d left there.

“It’s fine. I’m sorry my prying made you cry so much.” He said and it was sincere, he meant it.

“It wasn’t really you. I’ve just kept it in for so long you know. It felt good to get it out. No one’s ever really asked me about it.” You said, it was true no one had taken it upon themselves to find out why you only ever interacted with people on set. Maybe he did care.

“We get on so well on set I genuinely want to spend time with you outside of it you know. I would love to wind down properly with you, laugh about the shit that’s gone wrong, you know.” He laughed as he moved a few strands of hair out of your face and you sniffled again.

“God, I must look a right state.” You laughed. “Listen, I’m sorry if I’ve been standoffish I just don’t wanna put myself in that position again. I would love to do all those things but I’ve just held myself back you know.” You sniffled again and he nodded.

“Well I am prepared to show you that you can trust me and it’s okay if that takes time, I just wanna get to know you.” He smiled and it seemed so genuine you nodded, he seemed like a safe place you’d not found in a while.

He did prove to you that he cared. He invited you to so much, he seemed genuinely interested in you and your life, work, anything. You became inseparable on and off set, you really did become best friends, you even considered his brother a best friend and it made you feel so good to be able to have people around but of course, filming wrapped up, press tours were done and the movie was out. You became filled with the dread that this would be it, he was gonna drift away now.

You were sat at home thinking about the last time you’d heard from Tom and it had been almost a week but you knew he was busy and you hadn’t reached out either. You were pulled from your thoughts when your phone vibrated. Tom. You quickly answered.

“Hi.” You said probably overly excited.

“Hey. I’m so sorry I’ve not called or texted this week, I’ve been so busy seeing family and getting shit sorted at home.” He said and you smiled.

“No it’s fine, I didn’t call or text you either.” You reasoned.

“Yeah but I said I’d call and I didn’t forget I just ran out of time most days and it’d be way too late at night to call you.” He explained.

“Tom, it’s fine.” You laughed.

“Listen, I’m your way again in a couple days, you wanna hang out? I miss you and I know Harry does too.”

“That sounds amazing.” He wanted to see you. He really does care. You by this point of course had a crush on him and you didn’t know if he felt the same but it didn’t matter because he was just being the one thing you really wanted and needed: a best friend.

You met up with the boys as planned and it was amazing. You had a lot of fun and when they were heading back to their hotel Tom had asked if you wanted to go for dinner the night after and of course you agreed. So here you were, sat in a nice restaurant, enjoying the best company.

“So Y/N, there’s something I’ve been meaning to talk to you about.” He said as he looked at you and you smiled.

“Anything.”

“Look, when we first started hanging out I really enjoyed it, you were funny and we got on so well that at some point I started to like you. I didn’t wanna make it seem like that was why I was getting close to you because it wasn’t, the crush came after the friendship. I know you don’t like letting people in and I respect that but I would love it if you could let me in, you know completely. Let me be there for you as partner and a best friend.” He said and you felt tears brim your eyes.

He’d gotten to know you and then started to like you. He didn’t base it off your looks, he based it off your personality, something you’d not had before. Most men had wanted to date you and then didn’t want to get to know you. But Tom was the opposite and it filled you with a happiness that you’d never felt before.

“If you don’t like me back, that’s fine but at least I’ll know. It won’t change anything, I’ll still be here as much as I am now.” He finished and you smiled at him.

“So you like me for me?” You asked.

“I really really do. Of course, you’re beautiful on the outside but that doesn’t compare to how beautiful you are on the inside. Like I said, I really did come to find you that day because I cared and I wanted a friendship. I developed my crush on you a couple of months later. I’ve always found you attractive make no mistake about that but getting to know you was amazing because you are an amazing person.” He said.

“I really like you too.” You said and he grinned.

“So you wanna make a go of it? I promise things won’t change, I really do like you for you.”

“Yeah, I wanna make a go of it.” You said and he smiled as he leant over the table to give you a kiss to which you happily returned.

Tom really did prove a lot to you, he was there for you all the time and he showed you what it was like to be loved properly, you made new friends through him, people you could trust and people who didn’t let you down and for the first time in a long time you were genuinely happy with your life.

#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland one shot #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland x y/n

[kelieah]

can’t help it (arvin russell x reader)

request (summary): @dhtomholland​ : hi !! i have an arvin request... what if arvin easily gets jealous when boys hit on y/n at school or jus try to talk to her and it was cute at first but y/n get annoyed at some point which leads to a small fight but arvin makes it up to her w flowers and telling her he jus wants to protect her 🥺🥺🥺

word count: 1.7k

warnings: language ofc, angst, fluff

edited: i also kinda forgot halfway through writing this that u requested he wanted to protect, i changed that up a bit sorry !!! also why the fuck am is my gifs not loading grrr

a/n: awwee this requesttt,, sorry for the late response. i’m not as quick as i used to be w requests 

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You like Arvin a lot, that’s something you couldn’t deny. But lord, ever since you started dating this boy you don’t think you could ever get used to his temper and overprotective attitude. You appreciated it, of course, it’s just that there were many times when he’d let it get the best of him.

There was this one time he was picking you up from school, but you weren’t at the front like you usually were. So he decides to park and walk to your locker to see if you were there. You’re there, but with the company of someone else. His heart rate spikes at the sight of someone, or to be more specific, some candy-ass boy talking to you. He slowly walks over, not wanting to startle the both of you, and listens in on the conversation.

“I- I could help ya with the homework for math class. If y- you want of course,” the sweet, frail boy whose name is Cole, offers you.

You smile softly and nod while closing your lockers, “I would appreciate that a lot! I think I’m free—”

Before you could even finish your sentence you notice Cole huddle in fear before you. “Hi,” you hear a familiar voice from behind you. He wraps his arms around your waist and places his chin upon your shoulder.

“Oh, hey Arvin,” you murmur softly and glance over at him. You know what he’s up to so you push him off slightly to return to your conversation with the other boy.

“Uhm, h- hello there. A- Arvin,” Cole mutters and cowers underneath Arvin’s piercing glare. 

You huff and shove your boyfriend aside. “Don’t mind him, like I was saying. I think I can after Sunday Mass, by the trees and tables if that’s alright?”

He gulps as he averts his eyes back and forth between the both of you. “Y- Yeah, is that okay?”

“I just said it’s alright—?” you stifle a laugh until you get cut off.

“Yeah, just studying though. If she tells me otherwise, I’ll cut your—'' Arvin threatens, causing every ounce of color from Cole’s face to drain.

“I’ll see you Sunday, Cole! Bye!” you immediately pull Arvin away and squeeze his hand harshly. “What is the matter with you!?”

“What?” he asks cluelessly and looks back at Cole who had already run off in complete fear and embarrassment.

“That poor boy. He’s just asking to study with me, that’s all,” you smack his arm.

He scoffs and shrugs you off. “Doll, I know you’re dull sometimes but c’mon. Every boy in the school probably wants you. Even boys like him, they just got some type of strategy or some shit,” he runs a hand through his hair and avoids your piercing glare. “Dull? First off, fuck you. Second, every boy? Arvin, grow up baby. I’m yours, and only yours. M’ pretty damn sure everyone knows that. Now fucking apologize or else I’m walking home,” you stop in your tracks and cross your arms. 

He stops as well and turns towards you, giving you a blank expression. You remain firm and raise an eyebrow at him, almost testing him to try you. “Sweetcakes, m’ sorry,” he groans and takes a step towards you.

You take a step back and raise both your eyebrows, continuing to stay stubborn. “Sorry, what?”

He takes one more look at you and wavers in defeat. He trudges over to you and falls into your arms, stuffing his face in your neck. You stifle a laugh and hold him up, hugging him close. “I’m sorry for threatening that stupid boy with dumb glasses. I just really like you and don’t want nobody touchin’ my girl. Nobody. Not even God. I’m sorry! I’m sorry. I won’t get jealous or overprotective again,” he drags out his words and whines against your skin.

You throw your head back and giggle. “Arvin! Okay, okay. You big softie. Apology accepted stupid. But, you better apologize to him too, okay?” you push him off you and glance into his eyes.

“Yeah, yeah. Kiss?” he pouts and leans towards your face. You roll your eyes and oblige, pecking his lips. You walk off towards his car and he let out another whine, complaining about how the kiss was too short.

You love how you’re able to bring out this vulnerable and softer side to Arvin. You’re lucky enough that he even started dating you. It shock you that the boy had emotions. You’re only partly joking about that. It’s a true miracle the way you make him fall to his knees for you. You both couldn’t get enough of each other. Though, there were days where Arvin really got on your nerves.

He just promised the other day to not get too jealous or overprotective, didn’t he? Yet, here is now cursing out the same boy who helped you with your studies behind the school’s building. “What the fuck do you want with her? Huh? I saw the way you look at her, don’t you lie to me boy damnit!” he raises his voice at Cole.

Cole stumbles back and hits the wall as Arvin holds his collar, “I- I swear it’s nothing like that Arvin! I promise, I’m just helping her out that’s all! W- We’re just classmates, I’d never try to meddle. Please man!” he begins to weep covering his face as Arvin raises his fist.

“Arvin Eugene Russell!” the two boys hear a louder voice from behind them. There you stand with an infuriated expression. Your jaw clenched your face red and your hands on your hips. 

Arvin mutters a handful of curses underneath his breath and lets go of Cole reluctantly. Cole plops down on the floor and hugs his knees to his chest as he watches the argument unravel between you and Arvin.

“Doll, this isn’t what it looks like. I was just lecturing him I swear—” Arvin holds his hands up in defense.

You completely ignore his attempts to redeem himself and brush past him, helping Cole up. “I am so sorry, are you okay?” you ask softly.

He wipes away his tears and nods in response. “Y- Yeah I’m okay, thank you. I should probably go now. I’ve caused enough problems,” he pulls away from your grasp and plays with his hands.

“No, you haven’t caused anything. I think he should go now,” you turn your head towards Arvin and send him a warning glare. He stares at you back in disbelief and clenches his jaw. You both stare at each other for a little longer, as if you were both challenging eachother to see who would back down. Arvin’s the first to crack. He scoffs and turns sharply on his heel, making his way back to his car.

“I- I’m so sorry, Y/n,” Cole bubbles sadly and wipes the sweat beads off his forehead. “I really am.” “Don’t be stupid, you’re fine. It’s my damn boyfriend’s problem, not ours. Come on, let’s go grab some ice cream,” you sigh and walk ahead, leaving him scrambling to catch up with you.

After the nice hangout with your newly made friend, he walked you home and apologized once more which almost made you slap the boy. Though it was calming to spend time with a friend other than your boyfriend, you still couldn’t believe Arvin’s recent behavior. 

You know he can get overprotective, but jealousy is something you never expected. You take your mind off of him once again by doing some homework until your peace is interrupted by the sound of loud knocks on your front door. “I’m coming! Jesus,” you yell frustatingly as the pounding on your poor wood gets louder. You open the door to see Arvin with a guilty expression, a heap of flowers in one hand and a dozen of pop in the other. You raise an eyebrow at him and lean against your doorway.

Your silence pushes him to speak up. “Look, I’m. I- I’m,” he grumbles out and avoids your gaze, staring at the ground.

“I’m?” you decide to poke at him and cross your arms, enjoying the entertainment in front of you.

“I didn’t mean to,” he huffs and holds out the things he brought, looking back at you.

Your face now remains unamused. “Come again?”

“Christ, woman,” he rolls his eyes and lets out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry. I’m fucking sorry I almost beat the kid. I just hated the way his beady little shit eyes were staring at you. I coulda sworn the fucker was going to take you from me. I don’t want anyone to take you from me. I mean I know you’re not mine— No you’re mine, but not in a possessive way or something. I don’t know. I’m trying here, hell. I just, I’m just scared one day you’re gonna find someone better than some ditz like me,” he lets the bottled up feelings spill out his mouth like word vomit.

You look at him surprised and purse your lips, examining his face. He finally makes eye-contact with you and smiles weakly. You stifle a laugh and pull him into a bone-crushing hug that causes him to let out a soft gasp. He places down the flowers and pop, wrapping his arms around you instinctively. “Now you listen here fool, like I’ve said a million times. I’m yours, okay? I know I ain’t your object, and I’m glad you know that too. But nobody is gonna take me from you. Nobody, not even Paul Anka,” you tease quietly, earning a chuckle from him that makes you smile in content. “Wanna know why?”

He presses a warm kiss against your shoulder and sighs, “Why?”

“Cus I love your dumbass,” you murmur into his ear and rub his back comfortingly.

He tenses a bit and smiles happily, stuffing his face in your neck. “I love you too,” he mumbles incoherently into your skin. 

You giggle and run a hand through his hair, massaging his scalp. “Can you promise me not to do anythin’ like that again?”

“No,” he admits and begins to sway your body as he holds you.

You whine breathlessly and pull away to look at him. “Arvin! Why the hell not?”

He grins cheekily and shrugs nonchalantly, “Because I can’t help it.”

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okay something hilarious: for some reason i genuinely CANNOT see your last response on desktop. it is proving a problem i'm gonna like. have to go look at it in my email but anyway here to add MORE to the growing pile of asks about acod in your inbox rn solely from me and say i am small bits into the memory of souls and RAISED EYEBROWS????? INTENSELY RAISED EYEBROWS????? when i said janel deserves a polycule i was partly joking but i also Wasn't. what's going on. they are such a brilliant dynamic regardless of the romantic/sexual attraction though like imagine BEING part of that group. guy who is the reincarnation of the brother of a guy who is questionably trying to destroy the universe. guy who remembers every life he's lived and was like. a king a couple of times. guy who is part demon and has four moms and also was second guy's wife once but it wasn't great and the second guy still feels guilty about that.

and guy who is a wizard who is just chilling writing people's biographies lmfao???? we love thurvishar i have so much affection for him

but on a serious janel/teraeth/kihrin note the way that as much as u trust each other you grate against each other SO MUCH sometimes and how they actively antagonize each other and yet their dynamics with each other are so fun and WHY HASN'T ANYONE EXPLAINED JORAT GENDER TO TERAETH AND ALSO WHY DOESN'T HE KNOW ABOUT IT BY NOW LIKE YOU'RE O L D AND HAVE THE PRIVILEGE OF REMEMBERING THAT. my GUY. my DUDE

I don't know anything I said ever, there's been too many of these to keep track, but hope you can find it!

but YES!! I ADORE the memory of souls group dynamic. Someday I want to write like a little diagram specifically so I can write the most fucked up shit on the kihrin/janel/teraeth side and then I can also just have thurvishar totally solitary off to the side. The three of them have some intense pining/attraction/tension going on and then Thurvishar is just also there. Being a normal rational individual. Just stuck with these three idiots. Also note: that explanation you gave of their dynamic is great, and it gets even more complicated later on. won't say how. just will say there's some additional details there too that are *chef's kiss*

The three of them are EVERYTHING to me. They're entirely devoted to each other. They say the stupidest shit when they're around each other. They have no idea what they're doing and they're constantly fucking up. They're each very capable individuals but they annoy each other so much everything becomes 300% harder. None of them are talking about their feelings and everyone's sad about it. Well. Tereath is being quite open he's just also miserable and feeling left out about it because no one else is. They're tied to each other inseparably because of decisions they made in their past lives, but they don't all remember enough to feel that impact. Teraeth does. It's not going well for him. They all come from such different cultures and they're clashing but they're trying. They're all they have to lean on right now. Maybe they enjoy that more than they want to admit.

And along those lines, rip Tereath he's really trying his best but someone please god explain to him what's going on. Janel you can't expect him to know this stuff he's not from Jorat. Sure he conquered it in a past life but conquering a nation is not the same thing as knowing anything about said nation's customs and beliefs!! why would he!! he took over!! he would be SO apologetic and nice about it if you just explained give him a chance!!

#a chorus of dragons #quil's queries #soryasongsaa #ty jenn lyons for everythingn you have ever done #memory of souls was WILD #everything was really starting to come together there #like. that's when I first solidly knew who the four hellwarriors were #the first two books I was like...literally who are the main characters who is important #but! we got there! we figured it out! #GOD i love this series so much #i've been flipping through some of the earlier books and holy FUCK #things that were so confusing make so much sense now #jenn had it laid out from PAGE ONE! #off handed confuses comments i'm now like ah yes I know what you're talking about #and I genuinely do!! #cannot explain how much I love this series