#thank you to Andi for this glorious idea

[adreamingofguns]

Absolutely insane how badly the monkey seen in nope fucked me up, like you already know that what's going to happen you've seen parts of it already and yet when it plays out in full glorious terror, I was shook I was fucked up clenching the armrests I was the most tense I've ever been in a movie theater before it was like I had never seen a horror movie before that moment. absolutely incredible.

Part of me was like Oh God oh Fuck because that sheer unbridled terror in that scene but also I was like Thank God That's Not Andy Serkis because while Andy Serkis is a fantastic actor I think other people should get a chance playing cgi apes.

I think the part that gets me the most is like, Jupe was literally a child and in the context of the show he was relegated to the token "exotic" comic relief style character on par with an ape, and he literally connects with this animal on a level that it seems nobody else on set does and then the animal is literally shot in front of him and while yes gordy was SUPER dangerous, the idea is jupe sees himself as disposable and in a way humanizes Gordy which is bad because Gordy is an animal. And he sees himself as disposable as long as the camera isn't on him the way Gordy was, which is why he demands so much attention and makes a spectacle of himself and his family and his trauma because without the attention/people viewing him he won't have purpose and will be put out to pasture the way Gordy was, and then ultimately this is what kills him the same way Gordy was killed after causing the deaths/disfigurement of several people the same way Jupe caused all 40 people in that stand to perish terribly and then he died.

Jean jacket was both the watcher and the one being watched, she watched jupe and the 39~ other people in that stadium the same way they watched her and she ate them. Jean Jacket was the camera that Jupe so desperately wanted to be seen by, and its what killed him the way Gordy was killed.

#nope spoilers #these are my opinions so leave me hot takes alone aajfikaosoa

[20thcentutygeek]

First hardcover edition of BILLI 99 coming from Clover Press

Clover Press Presents The First Hardcover Edition of BILLI 99, an Early Creator Owned Comic Drawn by Tim Sale, Now Coloured by José Villarrubia

Tim Sale was one of the most celebrated and beloved comic book artists of his generation. Frequently collaborating with writer Jeph Loeb, Tim illustrated seminal stories featuring Batman, Catwoman, Superman, Spider-Man, Captain America, Hulk, and Daredevil as well as the cult favorite TV series Heroes. Now Clover Press is publishing the first-ever hardcover edition of Sale’s first full-length comic book work, the Eisner Award-nominated BILLI 99, written by Sarah Byam. This new edition, which is being crowdfunded on Kickstarter, features glorious colors by the award-winning and fan-favorite color artist José Villarrubia.  

First published by Dark Horse in 1991 as a four-part mini-series, BILLI 99 is a cautionary tale about corporate greed and a corrupt government. It asks: what is power when everything has been taken away? The book contains 196 pages of breathtaking, lovingly painted, duo-shade art, and the hand lettering that would become Tim Sale’s signature font. The story introduces the teen vigilante hero. Billi Chadam takes up her late father’s sword to bring down the powers of oppression and give the people of her city back their lives. BILLI 99 is a story of hope and inspiration.

“A few years before Tim passed, he, editor Patty Jeres, and I tried to finance a hardcover, color version of BILLI 99 and were repeatedly frustrated, but the idea of printing a definitive version of the book remained steadfast,” said writer and co-creator Sarah Byam. “BILLI 99 was a favorite of Tim's and it's important to us to do it justice, as we introduce this early and important work to a whole new audience.”

“Sarah Byam’s BILLI 99 is a unique perspective on the comic book hero,” writes Tim Sale’s widow, Susan Bailey in her new essay for the book. “It’s as fresh today as it was in 1991 when it was first published. You’ll see why Tim was proud to be part of the telling of this twist on the typical comic book hero, especially if you knew him personally, after reading the book. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did when Tim first introduced me to Billi.”

"Along with everyone else who knew him, worked with him or simply enjoyed his work, I was very saddened by the passing of Tim Sale,” said José Villarrubia. “ I had admired his work for years and had had the opportunity to work with him several times, including in Superman for All Seasons, SOLO, and Batman/Catwoman: The Wedding Album. I missed BILLI 99 when it was first published in black and white. I am very thankful to Sarah for bringing me into this project. I think that readers are going to be very surprised by it. For me, this is a splendid opportunity to rend homage to a great comics artist."

“Tim and Sarah felt like there never was a version of BILLI 99 that fully reflected their final vision,” said Clover Press Publisher Hank Kanalz. “It is a great honour for Clover Press to publish the definitive edition of BILLI 99.”

The Clover Press Edition of BILLI 99 includes multiple extras, including a portrait tribute of Tim Sale by legendary artist Bill Sienkiewicz, an essay by Susan Bailey, and pin-ups by Matt Wagner, Rick Hoberg, Andy Kuhn, and Tomm Coker.

 Praise for BILLI 99:

“BILLI 99 is a compelling graphic journey; with a must-read story by Sarah Byam and stunning must-see artwork by the late great Tim Sale. In short, this is a must-have collection. Period.”— Bill Sienkiewicz (Stray Toasters, Elektra Assassin)

 “Before I found my way into the glory of Tim Sale's artwork, an equally talented writer named Sarah Byam had the good fortune of finding Tim. This is the story that launched him into the public eye. Part Zorro, part great female hero, and all incredibly original, BILLI 99 is finally collected here with stunning colors by Jose Villarrubia.  Tim is gone now, but his legacy lives on through his talent and BILLI 99 is a must have for your collection.” 

—Jeph Loeb (Batman: The Long Halloween, Spider-Man Blue)

 “In BILLI 99, Tim Sale showed the world the sort of epic comics artist for which he would become so renowned, while Sarah Byam delivers a strong, believable and utterly compelling female adventure character. BILLI 99 is at once an irresistible mixture of power and rage, sympathy and grace.”— Matt Wagner, (Grendel, Dracula: The Impaler) “Atmospheric visuals and a compelling narrative — an inspired vision of America’s future that feels like an observed reality.”—Dave Gibbons (Watchmen, The Originals)

 To support the project, visit the Kickstarter here. For updates, follow Clover Press on Instagram, X and Facebook. You can subscribe to the Clover Press newsletter here. 

#blog #comics #scifi #Books

[tellthemeerkatsitsfine]

Hiya do you want to sée Andy Zaltsman in a Channel 4 online thing nobody noticed playing a character called DJ PU$$YLORD? He even has a line! Here's the link https://youtu.be/XjotHSfU31Q?si=wsPyyGuFxZLp1LUc

So I figured this ask must be some sort of joke, because 1) that obviously didn't happen, and 2) if that had happened I'd have known about it, also a message with the word "pussy" in all caps and dollar signs for Ses ending on a link looked like one of those spam messages. I did not think this was a real thing.

However. I have checked, and it is real.

It's a thing for Comedy Blaps, which is a Channel 4 show where they give one comedian a chance to make a 10-ish minute TV show of whatever they want, as a way to show off their ideas. It's basically a collection of pilots. If anyone's interest in him has been spiked after the latest Taskmaster episode, Sam Campbell's got one that's quite funny and features David O'Doherty, among some other comedians I quite like:

Anyway, back to the link in the ask. Turns out it is exactly as advertised. Andy Zaltzman does play a DJ, the DJ's name is DJ PU$$Y LORD, and he does have a line. The line is about a song going out to all the lovers. We also see him headbang and dance with himself. Fucking brilliant.

This is a Comedy Blap by Max and Ivan from 2017 - Max Olesker and Ivan Gonzalez, who are the double act that do the comedy wrestling thing (they do do their own stuff and in fact did quite a good show at Edinburgh this year, but I am going to continue to know them as the guys who do The Wrestling). It's a ten-minute sitcom about a school reunion, DJed by Andrew Zachariah Zaltzman as DJ PU$$Y LORD.

I don't know I managed to be unaware of this thing's existence until receiving this ask, thank you for bringing this important role to my attention. It also made me realize how fast Andy went grey, as this was only 2017 (could have been filmed in 2016, I guess), and all his hair was red. The glorious clown hair.

What an image that is. I feel like there must be something I could use it for, in all the Bugle compilation things I've made. Surely there's some Bugle project that could use this screenshot as an accompanyment to something. Thank you for showing it to me.

[calyxaomphalos]

The Ghosts of Windy Ridge

Turn #115, three components:

location #11 - Crossroads (6) neighbor #3 - Andy Z (2) item #12 - unsure what it's for

29 April 2022, Friday Evening

With my visit to the Academy a success, I drove back to the cabin to stow the copies I'd made in my computer bag. Another errand I wanted to do tonight was to go by the Crossroads intersection and make another offering. I'd made a serious visit just the one time, when I'd not even been in town for a full week. I did that drive-by last Tuesday, but that was just flinging coins out the car window as I passed through. This evening, I think I need to park there and walk a circle around it, giving thanks and blessings to each direction.

My arrival in town neatly coincided with the new moon. I definitely appreciated my favorite waxing crescent with earthshine after I'd been here only a few days. With the waning crescent nearlry passing into the next new phase, it was a fine time to unload some unneeded energies. I'd have to give up on the idea of learning more about the Quartzite Rockburst Society beyond taking home the book of knowledge lectures and the mysterious puzzle box.

I wanted to start packing as much as I could in order to get on the road promptly tomorrow, but the crossroads errand wouldn't wait. There'd be time to do more packing after I get back from this ritual. I located my witchy bag and had a rummage through it for some herbs and an assortment of semi-precious gemstone chips. Another little airline bottle of rum and a few pinches of my black salt ought to complete the ritual.

I pulled out four sheets of joss paper and laid them out on the table in a two by two array. Next, I sprinkled a small pinch of black salt onto each. From the array of gemstone chips, I chose tigereye for grounding, labradorite to help release some of the pent-up emotions tied in with this visit, and the tiniest chip of jade onto each piece, where the jade acknowledged the wealth I'd gained while I was here, and a wish for that wealth to prosper in the town after I leave. From my array of herbs and other plant-based witchy ingredients, I chose some birch bark both to protect myself and to invite a new beginning after I leave town, juniper leaf to expose the truth while protecting those involved, and a tiny bit of wormwood for reversing any ill spells which may have been cast upon me or in my name while I have been in Windy Ridge.

I folded up each piece of joss paper into a small bindle to hold the ingredients tightly together. Once that was done, I got back into the car and drove over to the Crossroads, which took a few minutes longer than expected because I kept slowing down to gape at the glorious sunset clouds.

The Crossroads was quiet when I arrived. I'd parked halfway between the intersection itself and the Yellow Cross shrine back up along the road which leads to Timmy's. The sunset sky remained glorious the entire walk, which maybe was ten minutes at most. This had my approach coming from the north, but I walked across to the eastern arm of the intersection before beginning my simple ritual.

Holding one of the folded packets aloft, with my back to the intersection and facing the east, the road up to Spring Lake, I said, "Hear me, O spirits! I have come to thank you for your gifts and indulgences over this past moon cycle. Please accept my offerings!" With that, I placed the first packet just off the edge of the road to the right, then continued to face south, immediately at the highway.

Cars whizzed by just a few hundred yards away on Highway 38, but here on the frontage road, a ways back from the onramps, things were quiet. I held the next packet aloft and repeated my incantation before walking to the right-hand side of the southern road and placing the packet onto the ground. It was a similar scene in the west and then in the north, the direction from which I had come. I was just finishing the fourth recital of the incantation when I saw someone approaching from the north. It was Andy and he looked rather drunk.

I still needed to put the final packet discretely onto the ground. Given the way Andy was lurching, I expected it would be fairly easy to just go ahead and do it, then catch up with him. When I placed the folded bindle onto the ground, I quietly said, "So Mote It Be!"

"Andy!" I called out after I stood up again. "Hey, man, do you need any help?"

"Serren," he replied. "Serren, Serren, Serren. Heh."

I smiled inwardly, as that was how I was as a toddler just first saying my own name.

"Andy, man, let me drive you home, eh? My car is just up the road, not quite to the Yellow Cross."

"Fuh you," Andy slurred and then he belched loudly. "I'm supposed to give you this..." He stopped and patted down his pockets chaotically.

He hit finally on his right breast pocket, patting it with his left hand and being surprised when he felt whatever it was he was supposed to give me. He fumbled a bit more and then extracted a bright green object about two inches across with six protrusions resembling some sort of connector socket. He held it out to me and I took it.

"Thanks, I think. Are you sure you don't want a ride?"

"Nah, I'm gonna clear my head. You get going. Month ends tomorrow!" Andy turned around a full 360 before he lurched off due East. That'd take him out to Spring Lake. I was only a little worried about him breaking a leg or drowning, but he clearly didn't want to deal with me. I headed back northward, to my car up the road at the shrine.

#the ghosts of windy ridge #writeblr #nanowrimo #over the mountain

[carbonwalrus34]

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#外燴

[metalbuckaroo]

Cuffs

SUMMARY// Bucky finally has time to relieve some stress

WARNINGS// Smut, oral (m and f receiving), kinda face fucking if you squint, handcuffs, light sir kink, eye contact kink, praise kink, cursing, big dick bucky

AU// cop!bucky x f!reader

NOTE// there's no plot, just filth, thank you @doll1917 for giving me this glorious idea

Bucky's job as a deputy had more stressful days than he could count. Late nights, early mornings, and barely any time to properly relieve the tension that was settled into his muscles daily.

So, when he would finally get off at a decent time, there would be a trail of his discarded uniform from the front door to the bedroom, until he was left in just his briefs with a mischievous smile on his face. His eyes watching your every move as you made your way across the room to him.

Starting with slow, loving kisses that welcomed him home; quickly turning into rough, sloppy kisses as he undressed you.

All leading to your knees being scratched raw by the plush carpet, with your hands restrained behind your back by Bucky's metal cuffs.

His hands holding either side of your head as he thrusted into your mouth, curses and groans falling from the man above you freely. His perfectly chisled chest sweat slicked and tinted red.

"Look at me." The order had your eyes snapping open to meet his. Blue irises a darkened ring around his blown pupils. "Good girl." He cooed, pushing in further until his tip hit the back of your throat before trying to go deeper.

You felt his cock twitch when your throat constricted around him, trying to swallow the spit that was leaking out of your mouth and coating your chin.

Bucky pushed your head farther down until you resisted against him, letting you pull away to take a breath.

A string of drool connected from his swollen head to your lips as you gasped for air. Bucky taking in his favorite sight of you rubbing your thighs together with spit dribbling down to your chest and between your beasts, metal hand fisting over his cock. Picturing the slick mess between your thighs as he looked over your tear streaked face.

He stopped you from leaning towards him again, grabbing the key to the cuffs from the nightstand before kneeling in front of you. "Your turn, pretty girl."

You had expected Bucky to keep his head between your thighs until you cried out from him pulling you apart over and over when he cuffed your hands to one of the metal bars of the headboard.

But, his plan was much more devilish.

An hour of him stopping just before you toppled over the edge until tears slid down the sides of your face and your chest heaved with pleas for him to keep going.

You rocked your hips against his mouth in attempt to reach your high, squeezing your eyes shut and whining as you tried to focus your fuzzy mind on the coil tightening in your lower belly.

Bucky pulled away and pinned your hips to the mattress. "Not yet, sweetheart. Just a little longer." He purred, pressing his lips to the irritated skin on the insides of your thighs.

You keened when his lips ghosted over your clit, his tongue circling around the sensitive bud and eyes locked on yours. "Bucky-"

He lifted his mouth again, shaking his head. "Ah-ah, you know better than that, pretty girl." He smirked, a hasty kiss to your clit making you whimper. "Please, sir."

He hummed in approval, moving to sit on his heels and unlock the cuffs again.

Bringing your hands down to your front, the click of the handcuffs tightening again made you bite your lip gently. "Much better." He smirked.

Bucky lifted your hips slightly, thick head prodding your dripping entrance before he fully sheathed himself in a swift movement. Your head tipping back against the pillows with a choked moan from the sudden stretch.

"Oh, fuck-" He grunted at the feeling of the immediate flutter of your walls. "Fuckin' tight, already squeezin' me."

Leaning on his palms, Bucky slammed into you. Salacious sounds of skin slapping, moans and pants filling the room. Neither of you caring if the neighbors heard anymore, it had been too long since he'd been able to make you tremble under him properly for him to care.

The pressure of your impeding orgasm grew in your core, your legs lifting higher on his waist as he slid against every sweet spot at a rough pace. Metal fingers digging into your cheeks as he knocked a kiss to your lips.

"Open 'em, wanna see you when you make a mess on my cock, darlin'." He huffed out, a guttural moan leaving his lips when you listened. "Good girl, sweets. Such a good girl."

Angling his hips to fuck into the rough patch at the back of your cunt, the coil snapped. A pleasure cry of his name pulling from your chest as your body tensed, legs tightening on his waist and vision whiting out from the orgasm that hit you hard.

Bucky's hips stuttered, the vice grip your cunt had on him making him spill over the edge. His hips grinding into yours as streams of releasing painted your velvety walls with a gravelly moan. Barely able to catch his weight from falling on you on his forearms.

He peppered kisses to your face, your head still spinning and heart thumping wildly in your chest, muttered praises barely audible over the ringing in your ears.

The weight of Bucky's body slowly lifted away from you as you tried gathering your bearings, metal and flesh hands gently massaging up the insides of your trembling thighs. "Need anything?"

You lifted your restrained hands, not having to open your eyes to see the proud smile that curled his lips as he looked over your blissed out form.

The bed dipped as he shifted around, reaching to get the key again to release your hands and press gentle kisses to each wrist. "Better?" He asked softly.

You let out a content sigh at the soothing feeling of his cool left hand carefully rubbing the skin of your wrists. "Much." You breathed, chest still heaving.

"I'll order us some food and we'll go again."

💙 💙 💙 💙 💙 💙

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[waitimcomingtoo]

In Case You Don’t Live Forever

~chapter eight rewritten~

Pairing: Peter Parker x Venom!Reader

Synopsis: you are Peters greatest love and Spider-Man’s greatest enemy

Series Masterlist

“He’s such a dick!” Peter exclaimed, flopping on his bed with a huff. You laid down next to him and ran your fingers through his soft hair, feeling him relax immediately under your touch.

“What did Flash do today?” You sighed. This was a pretty common point of conversation between you and Peter. Flash always found a way under Peters skin and you were always the one to dig him out.

“He said I photoshopped our pictures together on Instagram. And he said you’d never even look at me, even if I was, and I quote, “waiting your table on your date with him”. He’s such a dick! You do look at me.” Peter protested. You sighed let out another sigh as you thought of an answer. You and Peter had been together for three glorious weeks and each of those weeks, Peter had Flash on his back about your relationship.

“Yes I do. And I love what I see.” You assured him. Peter smiled slightly, too angry to fully appreciate the compliment.

“He tells everyone I’m lying about us being together. I didn’t even tell people, Ned did. And when I said I was gonna take the day off of school to spend our one month anniversary together, he said it was probably just gonna be me alone in my room reading your articles and crying because you’d never give me the time of day.” Peter scoffed. “I wish he would believe me. I hate constantly having to defend our relationship.”

Not knowing what to tell him, you kissed his cheeks and rolled onto his chest. Your one month anniversary was just a week away and two planned on spending every second together to commemorate the event.

“Take my mind off of him, please.” He pouted as he dragged his pinkie down your nose. “What’s new in my beautiful girlfriends life?”

You two absentmindedly compared hand sizes before locking your fingers together.

“I have my final interview with Cletus next week. Then I really gotta finish my story.” You told him.

“You’ll get it done.” He said confidently. “You’re so efficient. When’s it due?”

“Three weeks.” You answered.

“You know what that means.” Peter said. You nodded.

“Balls to the walls.” You said at the same time he said “Pedal to the metal.”

You giggled and he laughed loudly.

“I like how I made a crude reference and you made one about flowers. It really highlights our personalities.” You pointed out. Peter cocked his head.

“Flowers?” He questioned.

“Yea. Petals. Petal to the medal.” You said. Peter burst out laughing, making the whole bed shake. He flipped you over so you were in your back now with him on top.

“Aw baby no.” He laughed. “It’s pedal to the metal, not petal to the metal. Why would you push petals against metal?”

“I don’t know. Why would you put your balls to the wall?” You shot back.

“I personally wouldn’t put my balls against any wall.” Peter said matter of factly. Him saying something so out of character made you snort with laughter. You immediately covered your mouth and burned red.

“That was the grossest sound. I’m so sorry.” You said with hands still covering your face.

“Don’t be sorry. I love all your sounds.” Peter said as he moved your hands to plant kisses on your face. He started with kisses on your cheeks and slowly moved down to your neck. This was new territory for the both of you so let out a soft giggle to show it was okay.

“I like that sound too.” Peter said as he perked his head up. You smiled fondly and it gave him the confidence to keep going. He placed more hot kisses down your neck and you let out another soft sound.

“I like that sound as well.” He laughed into your neck. His lips found their way under your ear in just the right place.

“Peter.” You breathed. He stopped and looked at you. His eyes were full of something you’d never seen before. Pure love and adoration for you. But it wasn’t the puppy love you were used to seeing with him. It was adult love. Committed love. You looked him deep in the eyes and nodded. Without saying a word, you both agreed to take the next step and solidify your love for each other.

That night, you and Peter laid awake and just stared each other. Neither of you said a word. Everything had already been said that night in his bed. You absentmindedly ran your fingers over his lips as he twirled your hair around his finger. You loved him. You wanted so badly to tell him. But Peter was a teenage boy. He just experienced his first time and you don’t want to overwhelm him with his first “I love you” as well. But from the way Peter was looking at you, you knew he knew how you felt.

“I want you to meet my boss.” Peter spoke suddenly with a dreamy smile on his face. “He’s my mentor and basically my father. He’s very important to me and so are you. I want us all to have dinner together. Let’s do it tomorrow night. He’s gonna love you.”

“I’d love to meet him.” You smiled. And you meant it. Peter barely gave any details about his internship. You didn’t even know his bosses name. You cuddled in closer to Peter and felt absolute happiness all throughout your body. He felt it too. Peter Parker was over the moon with joy. He had never been happier.

The next day after school, Peter practically ran down the steps to greet you. He was still on a high from the night before. You were running slightly late and Peter stood in your usually spot and waited for you.

“Whats wrong, Penis Parker? Did Iron Man forget to pick you up today?” Flash teased. Peter turned his back to him.

“No. If you must know, Y/n is picking me up. She’s just a little late.” Peter grumbled. Flash laughed tauntingly.

“Right, Y/n. Is she gonna pick you up on her unicorn and take you on a date at Avengers Tower?” Flash mocked. Peter just ignored him.

“I can’t blame you for pretending to date her though. She’s so hot. I’d like to take her out and show her a good time. Better than you ever could, Penis Parker.” He continued.

“She’s not hot Flash, she’s beautiful. She’s a girl, not a cup of tea.” Peter retorted. Flash’s cheeks heated up at Peters comeback.

“Whatever. I’d still bang her. Even if she was a cup of tea.” Flash scoffed Peters blood began to boil. He wanted to kill Flash for even thinking about you.

“Me too. That girl is straight up glorious. I’d let her do anything she wanted to me, I swear.” One on Flash’s idiot friends chimed in. Peter shot him the death glare. It was getting increasingly harder to stand there and listen to those idiots degrade you.

“You’re disgusting. Show some respect.” Peter said lowly. It wasn’t a suggestion, it was an order. Little did Peter know, your super hearing allowed you to hear the whole conversation as you approached his school. An idea formed in your head.

A nice size crowd had gathered around Peter and Flash’s goons. Peter tapped his foot and waited for your arrival.

“Aw. Penis Parker wants us to show his imaginary girlfriend some respect.” Flash laughed. At that moment, you pulled up on your bike and swiftly took off your helmet. Shocked murmurs swept throughout the crowd. Most stunned of all was Flash, who looked like his eyes were about to pop out of his head. All eyes were on you. Peter noticed Flash’s reaction and smirked.

“Hi baby. I’m sorry I’m late. I’m having trouble getting around after last night.” You said apologetically and shot Peter a wink. You had practiced it in your head. Peters face broke out in an embarrassed smile as boys began to pat him on the back. A few even applauded.

“It’s alright, darling.” Peter said, stepping towards you. You smirked and gave him a big sloppy kiss. It was way more PDA than you were used to but you knew it’d give Peter enough street credit for the rest of college.

“Let’s go babe. Bye Flush.” You called and gave Flash a flirty little wave. If he was gonna call your boyfriend Penis, he was gonna get called Flush. Peter climbed on the back of your bike and you two sped away.

~

“Thanks for what you did back there. I hate how disgusting those guys are. I’m sorry they were objectifying you.” Peter apologized once you were back in his room.

“It’s alright. It happens.” You shrugged.

“But it shouldn’t. And did you see how they all acted when you kissed me? Like all the sudden I was cool because you were my girlfriend? Don’t get me wrong, you’re incredibly hot and I’m incredibly lucky to have you. But what they don’t understand is, there’s a million reasons why I’m lucky to have you.” Peter sighed angrily. “Your beauty doesn’t even crack the top ten. There’s so much to you. So much grandeur and depth and they just reduced you to a pretty face. It pisses me off.”

You smiled at his kind words and walked over to him, wrapping your arms around his neck

“Peter, I don’t care what a single one of those bonehead boys had to say.” You shrugged. “I only care about you. Those boys at your school are just jealous that you actually have a brain in your head and a heart in your chest when they don’t. Don’t let them get to you. And thank you for all that you said. I really care about you, Peter.”

You wanted to tell him you loved him, but you chickened out. You had only ever said it to Andy.

“I really care about you too.” Peter smiled before kissing you. “Now come on, let’s work on your story.”

That night, you prepared to eat dinner at Peters bosses house. You wore a casual dress and did your hair in loose curls. You wanted to make a good impression on Peters mentor but you didn’t want to look like you were trying too hard. You took a cab, not wanting to ride your motorcycle and risk the helmet messing up either of your hair, to a wooden cabin near a lake. Peter knocked on the door and rubbed his hands together in excitement.

“Here we go.” He beamed at you.

The door opened and your body froze as your eyes landed on Tony Stark. The very Tony Stark who made you your suit. The very Tony Stark who knew you were Venom.

And apparently, the very Tony Stark who was your boyfriends boss.

Tony’s face fell when he looked at you and you felt sick to your stomach. Tony felt it to. He glanced from you, to Peter, to your interlocked hands, then back at you. Your eyes whispered an apology and looked equally as apologetic. He was sorry for how badly this would end when all the secrets were out.

“Come on in, kids. Dinners almost ready.” Tony said suddenly. Peter grinned at you and lead you inside. You faked a smile before giving Tony one last look.

Dinner went as awkwardly as you could imagine. You and Tony couldn’t keep your eyes off of each other. Peter was too excited about his two favorite people meeting to notice the tension in the air.

“Y/n is an investigative reporter.” Peter gushed in between bites.

“Is she?” Tony said, never looking away from you. You felt terrified by his stare.

“She took down Carlton Drake and soon she’s gonna take down Cletus Kasady.” Peter continued with a proud smile. He put his hand on your knee under the table and squeezed.

“Oh really?” Tony’s expression was unreadable. “How did you do it?”

You gulped. He knew exactly how you did it. You had told him the story the day you met.

“I just followed my instincts and didn’t let up until the truth was out.” You stammered. Tony nodded stiffly.

“Right. Y/n, will you join me in the lab? I got something that might help your story.” Tony announced. You felt fear run through your body, all the way to your scalp. You nodded and got up. Your legs were shaking and you prayed Peter didn’t notice.

“I’ll come.” Peter said, moving to stand up. Tony immediately turned around and held up a hand.

“You stay here, kid.” He kept a calm tone. “I just want a quick word with your girlfriend.” Peter sat back down with a smile on his face at the sound of someone referring to you as his girlfriend.

Once in the safety of the lab, you let out the breath you had been holding in all night. You looked anxiously at Tony, waiting for him to speak. He had his back to you, and was still deciding what to say.

“Does he know?” Tony asked suddenly. You shook your head even though Tony couldn’t see you.

“No, sir.” Your voice shook. “I haven’t told him.”

“Do you know about him?” Tony asked, turning to face you. Your face contorted in confusion.

“Do I know what about him?” You questioned. That’s when Tony’s face fell. He realized the extent of the situation. You and Peter were in love and Spider-Man and Venom were enemies. And neither of you knew the other’s secret identity. Tony’s heart broke for the young couple. He knew how much Peter loved you. He also knew how fragile Peter was. Tony wondered if the shock would hurt less if he made the teenagers confront each other sooner rather than later.

“Nothing.” He said quickly. “Here’s what I need from you, tell him the truth.”

You opened your mouth to protest but he held up his hand.

“I don’t want to hear it, Hannah Montana. You need to tell Peter about Venom, or I will. End of discussion.” Tony said sternly.

“But-“

“What did I say? End of discussion.” He repeated.

“But he’ll hate me.” You said sadly. Tony looked at you empathically, knowing you didn’t even know how bad it was.

“He’ll hate you more if you wait to tell him. You have to rip the bandaid off. And who knows, maybe he has secrets of his own.” Tony tried to hint to you. You stared at the floor, not wanting to go back to the dinning room to Peter. You wanted to avoid him, and the conversation, as long as you could.

“You don’t understand, Mr. Stark.” Your voice wavered. “The second I tell him, he’ll leave me. I’m not ready to lose him, I just got him.”

You didn’t want to cry in front of a man you idealized but your heart was breaking.

“You don’t know for sure that you’ll lose him. You need to tell him. Now. You know where he is.” Tony ordered. You could feel yourself beginning to cry no matter how hard you tried to fight it. It was that terrible feeling of needing to cry but feeling too embarrassed to.

“Don’t do that. I don’t want a crying teenage girl on my hands.” Tony said in response to your watering eyes.

“But I love him.” You whimpered. “I love him and I don’t want to lose him.”

Tony’s attention snapped to you. You had never seen Tony Stark at a loss for words before.

“You love him?” He asked. You nodded.

“With all my heart.” You said weakly.

“Have you ever told him that?” Tony asked.

“No.” You said shyly. It was an awkward thing to talk about with a man you barely knew.

Tony looked angry for a moment, then disheartened.

“This is going to crush him.” He muttered.

“I never wanted to hurt him, Mr. Stark. Please believe that. But no matter how much I wish for things to be different, they can’t be. This is who I am. I am…we are Venom. That won’t change.”

“You’ve already hurt him and you don’t even know it.” Tony sighed. You didn’t really understand what he meant.

“I know lying to him is bad.” You admitted. “But would it really be better if he knew? He’d just be afraid of me. I can’t have that.”

“You can’t have a relationship with someone who doesn’t really know you, either.” Tony reasoned

“I know. And I’ll tell him.” You promised. “Just, not yet. I can’t lose him just yet.”

Tony looked at you for a long time and sighed.

“Fine. I’ll give you one week. If you don’t tell him by then, I will.” Tony said firmly. You nodded sadly.

“Okay.” You wiped a tear that had managed to fall. “I’ll tell him.”

“You better. Now let’s go back in there and give him the best night of his life. He deserves that much.” Tony said and you agreed.

You two went back out and ate dessert with Peter. You did your best to enjoy and decide of it, knowing your time with Peter was almost up.

Peter enjoyed his evening to the fullest extent and never suspected a thing. You’d sneak glances at Tony every now and then and he was always staring back.

“I had the best time. Thank you Mr. Stark.” Peter said as you two got ready to leave.

“Yes, thank you Mr. Stark. It was a pleasure to meet you.” You shook Tony’s hand. He shook yours back firmly, both of you knowing you had already met.

“Anytime. And Y/n, good luck. I’m rooting for you.” Tony said honestly. You gave him a thankful nod.

“Good luck with what?” Peter asked.

“My story.” You answered quickly. “On Cleatus.”

You ushered Peter out the door and gave Tony one last look. He nodded at you and held up one finger. You gulped.

This was going to be the worst week of your life.

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[gotnofucks]

Master of His Own Fate-2

Pairing: dark!Steve x Reader, dark!Bucky x Reader

Words: 4.3k

Warnings: Non-con/dub-con, smut, jealousy, spanking, 18+ ONLY

A/N: Probably gonna be a four-part series.

Part 1

MASTERLIST

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Why did it feel like everyone had to do their shopping exactly when you had to? You’d bet it was not this crowed earlier. Or maybe it had something to do with the two super-soldiers flanking you that drew people in. You should have just ordered stuff online since this was super embarrassing. Steve’s hand was in the back pocket of your jeans and Bucky was on your other side, pushing the shopping cart with one hand while holding your waist with other. You’re sure you must have made quite a picture, a little woman sandwiched between them.

“Can you remove your hand?” You asked Steve under your breath and he looked away from the cereals he was perusing to glance at you.

“No” He answered and then pinched your ass for good measure. You jumped, your face flushing and you vowed to look at the floor until you left. You had no desire to see what other people thought about you.

“Why are they so colourful? Why can’t it be simple? There are too many!” Bucky exclaimed and you almost snorted. The cereal aisle was like wonderland for Bucky and you’d been walking back and forth here for 10 minutes now.

“I’m gonna go with this” Steve said throwing in a pack of Cap’n Crunch and you rolled your eyes.

“Then maybe Bucky can get Frosted Flakes and we can leave?” You suggested. Steve chuckled, leaning down to press an affectionate kiss on your head while Bucky took your advice and got Frosted Flakes.

“I’m gonna eat them off of you” He muttered in your ear and you bit your lip, flushing dark. You let them lead you around the store, checking off items off their list. It was so domestic you felt sick. This was not normal, and you unconsciously kept scratching your soulmark hidden under a wristband. You tried not to look at it if at all possible.

Bucky had stopped in front of the shelves containing condoms and quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Chocolate or strawberry?” He asked with a sinful grin and you wiggled until free of their holds. You had to bear their presence at home anyway, anymore and you’ll be smothered.

“We’ve forgotten the cheese dips. I’ll go get some while you finish here.” You said and turned away before they could say anything. You heard them chuckling softly behind you and willed your tears of frustration away.

Your life had changed drastically in the past few months since the night Steve and Bucky marked you as theirs. Try as you might, you couldn’t escape them, not when they are two of the most powerful and influential people in the world. You lived with them in their apartment at the compound now, and to say life was hell would be an understatement. Steve and Bucky have separate rooms but most nights you’re sandwiched between them in one bed since neither wants to spend a night away. You’d had more sex in these few months than people probably did in years.

You veered left into the sauces and spreads aisle, absentmindedly looking at the display. It wouldn’t matter what flavor you got, it would end up spread all over you and licked by your two lovers. You randomly took a jar off the shelf and were about to go back when you bumped into someone standing behind you.

“Oh, I’m so sorry!” You apologized to the man behind you. His hand took hold of your elbow for a second to steady you before he stepped away and shook his head.

“It’s alright miss, not a problem.” He said with a small smile. You got a look at his face and your heart skipped a beat. He was a tall man with broad shoulders and dark hair, his genuine smile framed by a well-groomed beard. You saw his eyes dart to the jar in your hand and his lips twitched in amusement.

“I’d advise against this” He said pointing to the jar and you looked down at your hands in confusion. “While one may handle blue cheese, you don’t want to try its dip.”

You winced once you realized what you had picked and the man behind you laughed a little as he saw you put it back.

“What will you suggest?” You asked him. This was probably the only normal interaction you had had in a long time outside of work. It did help that this man was what some would call daddy.

“Oh, I am not a good cook. I just stick to the basics you know, less chances of messing up a dish.” He answered and handed you a classic cheese dip. You took it from him with a smile and thanked him. You lingered a moment, for some reason wanting to stay. It seemed like he had the same idea for even though he had picked his own jar, he didn’t leave.

“You, uh – you should get nachos to go with this. They have them on sale.” You said and internally cringed.

“Oh, alright then. Will you show me the way?” He asked and you nodded, leading him around as he followed with his cart.

“You new in the area?” You asked him since all locals knew the store layout pretty well.

“Ah yes, just moved here from Newton, Massachusetts. My name is Andy Barber” The man said and offered you a hand. Your smile vanished even as you mechanically accepted his hand and shook it. Andy Barber. AB. Like the initials on your wrist. Your hand squeezed around your wristband, your heart beating a mile an hour.

“Hey, you okay?” Andy asked and you realized he’d been speaking to you.

“Ah yes, yes I’m okay. Just lost in thought. Here we are, nachos.” You said and uselessly pointed at the display. You told yourself you were being silly, a lot of people with same initials existed. He may not even have a soulmark. Yet as you looked at him selecting his flavors, you couldn’t help but feel lighter than you had in months. You felt belonged, stupid as that may sound.

“So, you live around here?” You wished Andy would stop talking. The more he spoke, the more you wanted to stay and talk the rest of your life away with him.

“Yes, I am a doctor at the Avenger Tower.” You managed to say and saw his eyebrows raise appreciatively.

“Damn, that’s so cool” He said, and you couldn’t help but grin. “I am a lawyer, starting as a professor in NYU from next term.”

“Damn, that’s so cool” you mimicked him and you both breathed out a laugh. You didn’t realize it as you spoke to him that you were walking aimlessly with him around the store, telling him about the sites he absolutely must visit in New York and the best places to get coffee and hotdogs from. You had circled back to the spreads section and stood awkwardly facing each other.

“Uh, it may seem a little forward, but will you show me around the city?” Andy asked, fiddling with the cuffs on his shirt. You wanted him to take it off and see if your initials were tattooed in his skin like his were in yours. You were about to open your mouth when a hand wrapped around your waist from behind.

“There you are sweetie, you had us worried.” Steve’s words felt like a splash of cold water. For a few glorious moments you had forgotten your predicament, lost as you were in conversation with Andy. Your eyes met Andy’s and you saw him frown, his gaze narrowing on Steve’s arm around you and noticing how you tried to get out of it.

“I – uh, couldn’t decide so settled with the classic.” You showed Steve the cheese dip, but his eyes were fixed on Andy whose face was clouded with suspicion.

“Steve Rogers” He offered his hand to Andy, a useless introduction since most people recognized him with ease. You thought Andy would almost decline the handshake but, in the end, politely shook it.

“Pleased to meet you. Thank you for your service to the nation and the world.” His words were polite and yet there was a mistrustful edge to it. You hoped that he wouldn’t say anything and just walk away. You knew how Steve and Bucky could get about other men in your life, and right now you wanted Andy far away from here.

“Don’t mention it” Steve said preening and you took off his hand from your waist and laced your fingers together, trying to pull him away.

“We gotta go, lots to do back home. Thanks for the suggestion mister” You unnecessarily pointed at the jar again and tried to move back but Steve stood still. You were careful not to mention Andy’s name in front of him and you prayed with everything in you that this interaction would be over soon enough.

“Steve, you find her yet?” You closed your eyes in defeat and shame as Bucky walked from the other side and joined your little party. He closed in on you, hands cupping your face and drawing you in a deep kiss. You kept your eyes downcast, not looking at Andy and hoping the Earth will swallow you whole.

“Yeah, she’s was just having some trouble selecting the flavor until this gentleman here helped her.” Steve said and Bucky turned to look at Andy who was frowning harder than ever now. Andy’s eyes were searching yours, but you couldn’t let yourself meet his. Your shame and fear were profound and all you wanted was to leave.

Bucky’s eyes moved from Andy to Steve to you and he straightened, his arm curling around your shoulder, hand resting near your left collarbone just inches away from the scarred initials of him and Steve.

“Thank you, our girl here can be a little iffy when it comes to food” Bucky remarked affectionately but his emphasis on ‘our’ was not lost on either of you.

“Not a problem.” Andy finally nodded and took hold of his cart, ready to wheel it away. You almost sighed in relief, but your heart broke a little when he started retreating. Your eyes met for a brief moment and it seemed as if he would stop but then you looked away and he continued moving.

“What are we going to do with you Y/n?” Bucky muttered once Andy was out of sight. They didn’t care they were in a public place, both of them standing almost on top of you.

“I don’t know what you mean” You whispered and felt Bucky’s metal hand tighten over your arm. You hissed and tried to pull away but found your chin being raised up to face him with rough hands.

“Do you want another lesson on how to behave around strange men?” Bucky asked and your eyes widened, head shaking in negation.

“No, no Buck. Please, nothing happened. We were just talking” You begged, trying to convince him. You watched in horror as one of his hand outright cupped your left boob, fingers splayed so they pressed into the scars over your heart.

“You sure? I can show the whole store who you belong to my love.”

You were ready to start bawling when Bucky started fiddling with the neckline of your top, but it was Steve who saved the day. He gently pried Bucky’s hands from you and tucked you under his arm, pushing your head in his chest with a hand while the other kept Bucky away.

“Not here Buck, look at her. Honestly!” Steve started a swift walk towards the exit with you at his side and you couldn’t help but look back. It was one of those situations where you found the precious thing lost within a sea of garbage when you spotted Andy, his eyes not on you but your arm. You followed his gaze and suppressed a sob as you saw your wristband had shifted after your struggle with Bucky, bringing into view the initials that made your soulmark.

ASB: Andrew S Barber

You didn’t know his middle name but you couldn’t be any more sure of who your soulmate was when Andy’s eyes darted to his own covered wrist the moment Bucky shouted, “Steven Rogers and Y/n Y/l/n you both come back here this very second!”

Bucky was getting your stuff checked out, standing at the cashiers with his grumpy dad face on. Steve ignored him and continued dragging you away towards the exit. Your eyes watered and you tried to stem their flow so you could have one last glance at Andy without tears blurring your vision. You both stared at each other and just before you walked out the doors, even from the distance you saw Andy mouth a promise:

I will come for you

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Fate was a cruel bastard, and you cursed your destiny as you lay curled in Steve’s lap after dinner. No one spoke much once you got home but you knew it was only a matter of time before shit hit the fan. You were wearing a short nightie, Bucky’s favorite and Steve’s hands were absently massaging you as he read through a new mission briefing.

“Wanda was asking about you again” Steve said, and you blinked at him. Just another thing you loved that they had snatched away from you. Wanda was obviously very suspicious when you announced you’ll be shifting from your apartment to Steve and Bucky’s since she knew you wanted to wait for your soulmate to show up. You would have confided in her had you not been aware of the damage your lovers could cause if displeased. Bucky had strictly ordered you to keep away from her until you were in control of your thoughts, which he was afraid Wanda would read. You had looked to help from Steve, who was softer out of the two, but he agreed with Bucky, “Better she not know anything than us having to eliminate her if she did.” They talked of death and violence with such ease it made your skin crawl.

“Can I see her now? I don’t think my texts are keeping her satisfied.” If only you could get a few hours away from their stifling presence maybe it would be more tolerable. The both of them clung to you like a babe to his mum, and your only respite were the hours you spent working.

“Do you think you’re ready to see her now?” Steve questioned you, finally looking up from his mission briefing. Before you could answer Bucky came behind you and plucked you from Steve’s arms like you weighed nothing and perched you in his own lap. Steve rolled his eyes but didn’t say anything.

“The better question would be if you think you deserve to see her.” Bucky commented, his hand fondling your behind under the silk nightie. You shifted under his touch and gaze, uncomfortable under the stern look.

“I’m minding my thoughts, I promise.” You whined and Bucky’s hand cracked against your ass suddenly. You squealed and he held you down with one hand, the second blow even harder than the first.

“You and I both know that’s not what I meant. I don’t like it when you act dumb.” Bucky snarled and you flinched as he raised his hand again. To your surprise, the slap barely had any force behind it and Bucky rubbed your ass softly as if in apology. You turned your face to peek at him and saw him and Steve locked in one of those silent eye contact conversations that you absolutely loathed. Steve was almost glaring at Bucky as if displeased and Bucky had enough grace to look a little ashamed.

“I wasn’t!” Bucky cried out suddenly, throwing his hands in the air and huffing. It was as if they were continuing a conversation that went from telepathy to verbal and your mouth parted in awe when Steve continued speaking too.

“You would have if I didn’t stop you.”

Your gaze moved from one man to another, confused beyond measure. In a flash Bucky was gathering you in his arms, holding you to himself like he was afraid papa Steve would take away his favorite toy.

“I know my limits Steve. She’s mine as much as yours. Stop it.”

You were sure if you tilted your head up you would see Bucky pouting but instead you observed Steve who was in classic captain pose with hands on his hips and disapproval on his face.

“Do you really? Because it sure seemed like you were about to strip her naked in a supermarket of all places.”

“I wouldn’t! I was teasing her.” Bucky said, his head buried in your neck. He took your hand and placed it on his head and you slowly scratched with your nails, making him purr in satisfaction. Steve didn’t look the least bit convinced and his eyes kept bouncing between you and Bucky. Finally, he heaved a deep sigh before getting up.

“She is sleeping in my room tonight.” Your head snapped up just as Bucky’s hold tightened around you in rejection of the idea.

“No, you can’t take her from me.” Bucky snapped and you resisted the urge to slap them both. It bothered you how they went on talking about you like you weren’t even present here.

“I’m not taking her away from you, pal. Just like she learns her lessons when she fucks up, so will you.”

Bucky didn’t look like he would want a lesson, but it didn’t seem like the first time they were having this talk because he said nothing more. He almost didn’t let you leave when Steve took your arm to take you away but finally relented.

“When can I have her back?” Yep, he was definitely pouting.

“When you learn that teasing is pinching her ass in public, not stripping her bare in front of strangers.”

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It had been a while since there were two people in bed and not three. You stretched your feet out, glad to have some extra space. Even cuddled up in Steve’s massive arms, your thoughts returned to Andy. You had finally found him after years of searching, only to lose him on the same day. It was a cosmic joke to have you cross paths now when it was too late to do anything. Your hand unconsciously traced the letters on your wrist, a slight thrill running down your spine as you finally realized what and who these initials stood for.

It wasn’t just a legend anymore. They were right when they said that soulmates completed you. In those precious few moments you had spent with Andy, all your worries had fallen away. You both had built a bubble around yourself where the outer world was nothing but a distant blur and you saw only each other. Conversation didn’t sound strained and you felt so connected despite having just met. You wished you knew he existed a few months ago. How different would life have been then if you were laying in his arms and not Steve and Bucky’s?

You bit your lip when you felt Steve take your hand in his from behind you, his fingers too tracing the initials on your wrist. You stiffened and held yourself back from snatching your hand away. It was never a very good idea to resist when it came to them both.

“Bucky doesn’t know yet” Steve murmured in your ear as he tapped your wrist. You felt your heart drop in your stomach, your fingers curling in your palm. “He thinks it was just some man you were speaking to. His jealousy makes him sloppy and he doesn’t notice details.”

You were turned around to face him, your eyes locking on Steve’s which were a vibrant blue even in the dark. His hands played at the hem of your nightie, teasing it.

“I noticed of course. How could I not, I have never seen you smile the way you smiled at him” You didn’t seem capable of speaking or protesting when Steve’s hands slipped up your clothing and caressed your thighs and belly. His hands were moving but his eyes were fixed on you and try as you might you couldn’t look away. Slowly, gently like one does to precious cargo you were stripped, your body baring itself inch by delicious inch. The calluses on his fingers rubbed against your nipples and you let out a moan, your slick coating your walls and thighs. Your lips met his in a desperate kiss and you couldn’t help but make pathetic mewls as his tongue raced across your throat. He came to rest above your heart, tracing the scar over it. JBB and SGR

“How are these any different to those on your wrist?” He questioned as he entered you slowly, looking deep into your eyes like trying to search your soul. “If we carve your name on our body, would that make you look at us like you looked at him?”

You couldn’t answer if you wanted to, the heat of Steve warming your insides. You met in a familiar dance, bodies slapping, and moaning together until pleasure took over every cell in your body. Steve pulled out and released on your thighs, rubbing his essence in your skin, his breath warm on your cheek.

“I don’t think I need to tell you what will happen if I find you talking to that man again” It was not a question and you shook your head, tears travelling down the sides of your face and getting lost in your hair. “Good girl. We can forget it and Bucky will never know. Because if that happens, even I won’t be able to help you.”

You reminded yourself that Steve was just as much of a monster as Bucky was. He had taken you against your will too, and while he may as well be the lesser of the two evils, you could not trust him. You turned to your side, automatically curling into Steve out of habit when he held you. That is what this relationship felt like. A habit. It was a routine you were stuck in with no way out. You closed your eyes, seeking the escape of sleep and tried to sooth your broken heart over a love it may never find again.

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Bucky was a terrible stalker and you wondered how he remained a ‘ghost story’ for all those decades. Steve had been hoarding you in his room for nearly a week and you knew Bucky was at his wit’s end. He wasn’t even pretending to hide anymore; he’d just stand across the med bay and ogle you like a roadway creep. You didn’t even know what to do, who should you listen to. Being caught in the crossfire between them is not fun.

You finally had enough and made your way over to him. You were a few feet away when he snatched you in his arms, crushing you to his frame and kissing you soundly. Pulling away, he put his forehead on yours and bit your lip.

“I’ve missed you baby.” He cooed and you sighed.

“Is that why you’re lurking here and scaring my nursing staff away?” Bucky nodded, pecking your lips once more before you moved away.

“I’m sorry about the other day you know. I just…lost control.” It was rare that he would apologize, and you were too smart to reject this small consolation. He will probably be kind and soft for the coming few days and you took what you can. You smiled at him, promising him you forgave him.

“I have just one public hour and then we can go home together. Sounds good?” You asked and Bucky’s smile was almost shy when he agreed. Sometimes you believed it when they say they loved you, but how can someone hurt whom they love?

“You asked me once what I see in you, but have you ever looked at yourself the way I look at you? Here you are, one of the most accomplished doctors working for the Avengers, and yet you give your time to general public to treat their common cold and flu. That’s what I see in you. Your kindness, that light, it guides me away from the darkness in me.” Bucky confessed and you looked away from him. He could be so sweet when he has to be. Both him and Steve. You wonder again if they could always be like that, will you be able to love them.

“I – uh, I’ll see you in an hour, okay? Wait in the common room for me.”

You watched Bucky go and returned with a perturbed mind. The hot and cold behavior almost gives you a whiplash. In the past few months, you have spent several nights crying, but just as many moaning in pleasure. Maybe it could have been easier if you’d given in and just accepted them, but love does not come by force. They can carve their names in your skin a hundred times over, and yet it won’t leave a mark on your soul.

Your assistant entered, informing you that general patients were waiting for you and you nodded. Tony gave you an hour free every day to treat patients outside the tower for free. You believed being a doctor your job should be more than saving just superheroes. One by one your patients trickled in, most with common diseases. Some you prescribed for additional testing; all costs covered by the Stark Industries.

“Your last patient ma’am”

You nodded to let your assistant know you heard her and entered the room. You were looking over a report as you entered, the door shutting itself behind you automatically.

“Hello, how can I help you today?” You looked up and the report fell out of your hand. Sitting in front of you was Andy Barber, his eyes crinkled at the sides due to the wide smile he supported.

“I believe I have a heart problem doctor. A beautiful lady stole mine.”

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 Taglist is open for all characters

#dark!steve x reader #dark!bucky x reader #dark!steve rogers x reader #dark!bucky barnes x reader #dark!steve rogers #dark!bucky barnes #steve x reader #bucky x reader #andy barber x reader #andy x reader #soulmate au

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Your Nicky&Andy as siblings AU idea is glorious. So so so intriguing. I would read a 50k+ fic of it and watch a three hour movie. Their adventures in ancient times? The two of them being worshipped as twin gods? Finding Quynh and Lykon and Andy falling head over heels in love with Quynh and never losing her? Nicky extricating Yusuf from a pack of Crusaders? The pining that would inevitably follow?? The poetry?? Finding Booker and then Nile? The drama potential because Yusuf is so much newer and what if Nicky loses his immortality first???? The whole thing is just beyond words. I love all of it. It crossed my dash earlier and made my day.

*cries while clutching an Academy Award* THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Paradoxically it was easier to come up with the Ancient Times Shenanigans since it’s all very ‘hand-wavy’ with a few basic timelines than with the more modern aspects, like - Booker’s dynamic with the group. How does it change by aging up Nico?

In canon he is Buddies(TM) with Andy because she understands his loneliness and his grief, but in this AU it doesn’t really work, since this Andy has 1) always had a companion - even more: an actual biological relative and 2) hasn’t lost Quynh to the sea. She’s probably an easier-to-get-along-with Boss, but now he’s stuck with Two Married Couples. 

Otoh, he’s not Plagued by nightmares of constant drowning every night since Quynh is hale and healthy with the Squad. And even though Joe is some 700 years older than him, he can still Understand how it was being the Youngest in a group that has been around longer than the written word. And if Nico is aged up, it means Yusuf ALSO woke alone in a battlefield with no idea what the fuck was going on with him, and he can relate to Booker’s experience.

In this AU the whole ‘you always had each other’ could apply to Andy and Nico, but the situation is a bit different since they didn’t die at the same time, and if we’re talking about romantic entanglements, it’s not like either Andy or Nico didn’t have to wait a LONG-ASS TIME to find a S/O. If my understanding of the timeline is Correct, Andy found Quynh some 2000 years after her first life, and for this AU Nico would have waited... some FIVE FRIGGIN’ THOUSAND years for Yusuf???? Booker would have Very Little Room for complaint. In comparison, getting Nile as a New Buddy only after 200 years from his death would be A Walk in the Park. 

I suppose we could say that Booker kinda resents Andy and Nico because they got to keep a member of their family while he had to watch his children die... but would that be enough to make him suicidal enough to warrant the kind of betrayal that happened in canon? I honestly doubt it.

You know what? I’m totally going to Expand on the Changed Dynamic between Joe and Nicky in this AU in another post because this has gotten long already and I have SO MANY DELICIOUS THOUGHTS I need some Space for it so stay tuned! :D

(also tagging @wickedpact on this answer because she seemed Invested yesterday and maybe she’d like to see how it develops?)

#are-you-still-dreaming #asked and answered #the old guard #my ponderings #Immortal Siblings AU #nicolò di genova #andromache the scythian #sebastien le livre #obviously the Problem is - how does Copley get to them if Booker doesn't snitch on the group? Questions questions #is he as much as a Sad French Baguette if he lives with a Less Dysfunctional Found Family? PERPLEXED EMOJI #my favourite Depressed French Boi #the Former Goddess and the Former Priest

[sindirimba]

📚 🌍 💡

📚 What’s the longest fic you’ve read in one sitting?

oh no, i have such a bad memory for things like this. and i can't even guess because sometimes i'll read something long in multiple sittings, and then something even longer in one go, it all depends on what my mood is, whether or not i have a free chair, etc. probably it's gotta at least be 10k but that's the most specific thing i can say. sorry!!

🌍 What is your dream AU?

oh no so many. okay let's focus. let's get one out into the universe that i've been thinking about enough that i have a small playlist for it.

a professional wrestling AU. hear me out! booker as the old guard (HA) with some french company, nile as new blood in the indie circuit. there's some international event where they meet and there are sparks and all the usual meetcute stuff. their managers (andy and copley respectively) set them up in a match in some mixed gender event, nile is obviously the sweetheart face, booker is the heel, there's lots of glorious sexual tension and of course she wins the first match, and then they trade off for a few shows while, offstage, they get closer and the sexual tension starts to drive them crazy. then for drama there's some crazy event where an even bigger heel breaks into one of their matches and nile and booker are forced to team up and the crowd fucking LOVES it, so on "screen" their characters start to become reluctant partners, then friends, then oooh maybe more...? The Fans Demand It. and meanwhile in real life they are falling hard for each other. the chemistry is intense. The Fans Also Demand To Know: hey, are those two...? for real...????

so, yeah. that. ahem.

💡 Tell me a headcanon (and who you wish would write it)?

hmmm. you know this one made me really think about the way fandom uses 'headcanon' now, where i used to think of it as just like, people think this character likes the color pink, stuff like that, but now people seem to use it more like whole mini stories. i feel old trying to explain this. anyway.

in lieu of rambling for hours, let's see. well my favorite headcanon for The Canon is that nile keeps in contact with booker during the exile, but so much has been written for that, thank god. but one thing that goes along with that that is honestly 100% my catnip and doesn't get nearly as much play as it should is the beloved secret relationship trope. i mean, there is that, but inevitably the others find out quick or they can intuit it somehow and everyone's placing bets, but i want more subterfuge, i want lying and having to stifle noise on one end of the phone, i want them sneaking around and being giant sexy sneaks and the secrecy being both a way for them to have something special for themselves and also a giant turn on, i want it allllllll. you know who would make that fun and sexy? @nevermindirah ;D you know, just politely shoving this idea your way. as a gift. politely.

sorry this took so long, about mid-day my brain died. but thank you 🖤

#tog

[rubyleo-vibes]

✨ Evans and his morning sweets nothings ✨

- RUBY’S DIARY- 

Ruby’s note:

A couple weeks ago this situation came out of my mind while I was watching some Chris interviews and something else about him which a can’t remember the half of the things I saw,hear blah, blah. about him but suddenly my head was rolling with the idea and I couldn’t get over it for a couple  weeks. Warnings: +18, smut, age gap, unprotected sex, teasing, fingering, mention of oral (female receiving), dirty talk, dady kink, body fluids, cum kink , and maybe fluff?

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Since the time we met ten months ago, both going back and forth taking the first flight we find and only to expend time with each other, being nothing more than exclusives cause we’re not exactly looking for a serious relationship due our busy and demanding jobs and of course don’t forget the 16 years age gap between us (not really bothering us since the first flirt ), but acting like a real couple and not really being a real one, the way we being working on our “relationship” has been way much better than we expected.

 Here I am, Wednesday early morning and getting ready for going to work and the thing is that I promised Chris that I would be doing home office during his time visiting me in the city where I currently live due my job, but a last minute call changed our plans for the day and thanks god he understood the situation.

Just like  everyday since he arrived we woke up to make our morning routine but this time earlier than usual, going first to the gym at the same time that i usually  go , letting Chris surprised how i was able to be an early bird when he perfectly knew that i'm not morning a person. I mentioned the night before that he didn’t  need to start his day the same time as me and  if he wanted to stay in bed more time I totally ge it, but like always he was the one of us in waking up first even that early morning. 

At 4:45 am  we arrived to the gym, pretending we came alone minding our business doing our workout and acting like if we didn't know each other when someone got closer as part of our plan  in case someone would recognised him even with his face mask on and a cap, because our way to “spend time in public”  was Chris checking me out every time he could and me being a shameless teaser. 

Once back at my place, he stepped in the shower first while i was getting all my things ready for the day, changing the dirty sheets from the night before, now as  part of the morning routine every time Chris is here, not because i like putting new and fresh sheets every morning but the messy activities we make every night along with our tiredness lazy assess and sometimes our body asking for a little more attention during the middle our sleep or in the morning before starting our day, so yes! It was necessary to replace the new ones, but don’t get me wrong  i’m not complaining at all, I mean this became a reminder of the fun stuff we do and learn about from the other. 

Once done with the bedding changing  i let the outfit that a picked the night before  in my bed and just in time when I was done with everything needed, a fresh and clean Chris walked out my bathroom greeting me with a cheeky smirk on his face while i was trying not get distracted by him walking in my room with a towel wrapped around his hip, his glorious tattooed hard chest with a few water drops rolling through his toned muscles, feeling his hand touched softly one of my arms getting my attention , his body close to mine and with a low and deep voice saying -“your turn doll”- and with that  i found myself already clenching my needy walls with nothing around but with the sound of his voice. 

By the time i was almost done with the final touches of  my makeup, Chris whose presence was absent in my room since i finished showering, walked back to my room with two mugs on each hand and right in the moment he stepped in i saw through my vanity mirror how he closed his eyes taking a deep breath from the mix of the aroma of his perfume with my mine, his chest slightly grown before opened his blue eyes and one more time just like in the gym checked me out, losing his gaze in some specifics curves of my body, with a smirk on his face he was getting closer to me 

-”here’s your tea doll”- hand me one the mugs, and while I was taking it from his hand I thanked him after I winked. He just nodded without leaving the smile on his lips and I didn’t notice but his eyes getting a bit darken when he felt my fingers brushed accidentally his hand.I took a sipt from the tea that he made for me, Chris knows that I prefer  taking tea every morning instead of the common cup of coffee, so every time we are around from the other, at my place or his, never letring me down without morning favorite tea, and that kind of details was one of reasons i can’t help myself but just melting and get even more attached to him.

Instated of leaving my room he prefer to stayed right next to me, drinking his coffee quietly, facing me and leaning in the vanity table, feeling his eyes glutted on me, following every of my moves and after a couple minutes of comfortable silence he finally says- “you look beautiful today doll, you always do”- he said running his gaze over my outfit taking mental pictures of how good looks his favorite curves covered on my cream cropped cable knit sweater and the green pencil under knee skirt, my high heels allowing me almost been at the the same height than him, i smiled wide never leaving my eyes off from my reflect in the mirror fixing my low ponytail i said 

-"thank you baby, you don't look bad yourself too"- and while i took my earrings to putting on, this time i turn my eyes to Chris and this time me doing the same thing he did with me before, I also took mental pictures of how hot this (my)  man looks on  formal clothes , with an air of Andy Barber in his outfit choice for the interview recording he was going to have later that morning.- “you really know how to wear this kind of outfits, i like what you did with the sleeves, told you it’d look great and way more relax but not too much for today’s interview, they gonna love it”- playing all the time with his shirt buttons, but  he  only let out a groan from his chest and closing the small gap between us  that he left after brought me the tea, with one hand taking me by the small of my back pulling closer-

 - doll, please… stop- he said, sounded desperate and squeezed my hip.

-what? what am I doing this time? literally nothing guapo!- I giggle for the tone he complained, trying to find his baby blue eyes with mine while I rest one of my hands resting on his chest . A deeper groan came out this time, and now both hands were placed almost under my cropped sweater, touching the edge of my skirt and little bit of my warm skin , he playfully squeezed my waist a little bit harder than before.

-Don’t play now like the innocent one here young lady.  You know exactly what i’m talking about - he said finally looking in my eyes and this time i’m  trying to read his gaze- 

-“the second you woke up you’ve been non stop teasing me , you wore the pink tights that i love how your bum looks and you wore it on your leg day! Well played by the way , then after i showered you were looking at me with pleading eyes and just before you  stepped into the shower you and your smart ass came out only wearing a pretty thong and your sweatie white top with nothing unederneath and you fucking adorable nipples casually greeting me , i bet you weren’t looking for anything isn’t? .- taking a deep breath before continuing his official greedy frustrated statement, feeling his hands pushing me even more to his body like if he was trying to make me feel him-.

-you always look amazing- he continued a little bit more relaxed but with darkened eyes- “but today… damn baby girl! you're stunning and this outfit is doing something more. And I see no panties lines or what are you wearing, missy ? oh oh plus!  your sweet fragrance is driving me crazy , and all of that right in the day you need to attend an urge in your office and just leaving me here without our morning sweets nothings , waiting here long hours without even trying before at least a bit of you doll”- his hands now in my ass, squishing them harder.

I just stayed there with my heart racing , blood running faster through  my entire body, feeling new beats in some places that I didn't know existed. Bitten my lip and a grin on my face, my hand placed on his chest slowly goes to his muscular shoulders and the free hand gives slight caresses to his beard, loving the feeling in my hand-  “really?, I’m sorry babe, I was just doing my daily routine, I didn’t mean to get you in this state, but i’ll make it up for you once I come back from work, ok? ”- I said softly, calm and  with my best innoce tone, my hand caressing his  beard , brushing my fingertips every now and then through his lips while I slowly adjusted my hips  feeling a pretty hard situation screaming for attention. I let out audible gasp and eyes and ears never losing a detail, pressing harder on our hips together , and shamefulness grinding his hardness covered in my needy core.

 -”mmmmmhh of course you’ll have to make it up to me after work... “- i whimper when i feel he stopped moving his hips and his hands holding tight my hips to keep me steady, he chuckle at the when i was trying to get some friction- “...cause right now we have much time to worship you the way i want it doll- my skirt rolled up  around my waist, his fingertips touching my burning skin,me  breathing heavily waiting for more. His eyes  widened and chuckled when he felt my undergarth - “oh oh oh! this is what you call panties doll?” - he said, grabbing the strips resting on my hips - “ well is a thong thou,  and i don’t need an awful pantie line showing off”- i said with obvious tone - “oh sorry, a tiny thong that i can’t remember you wearing it or at least showing me  before… ”-  feeling his  playful finger roaming my bum and hips, he leaned into my ear and feeling his hot breath in there- “also you’re lucky this is such a small peach doll and  perfectly fits on this  pathetic tiny piece of fabric that you were hiding away  from me”- a sweet released moan came out of my mouth at the moment he cupped my cunt into his warm hand, rubbing his palm and squeezing tight.

sliding the thong  to side his middle finger, he ran his finger between my lips without going further than that, my pussy began to feel slippery with the juices that could no longer resist being inside for any longer.- mmmmhh baby girl, all this for me huh?, you might be the brightest ruby, but I did not know that a gemstone could be juicy, oh  it is true, I forgot that only I have the honor of making this gem in a sweet and soft little peach, so juicy and exquisite-

a small scream from my mouth came out in protest of more, his forehead was against mine - please! - I begged between gasps- “please what? Do you want me to put my fingers in and touch you? that you want? - He growled excited to see that he only nodded, giving me a short kiss full of lust - "mmm if you want, I can do that- sliding two fingers inside, he began to touching me desperately, pressing lightly on my little button making circles sore He, placing my weak legs with his caresses- "Damn, you're fucking wet ... I wish I could eat you whole, but we don't have time for that, you know I like to take my time when I taste you- without warning I take out his two shiny fingers for my sweets juices, without taking his eyes off me, he introduced his two fingers covered with my flavor to his mouth, sucking rigorously, he let out a loud moan, a loud pop when he finished tasting the nectar of a gem, a quick and agile movement, he changed places, He is facing the mirror and Chris was behind me, he pressed his hardness against my butt, I let out a moan of despair, I need him inside me stretching my warm walls.

Without removing his gaze from mine reflected in the mirror, and with his eyes full of lust, the sound of his belt rumbled in my ears and my centers got even more wet, under his closure, I bend over leaving my butt exposed for him, he grunted as he stroked my butt and squeezed it, I moaned when he spanked me a couple of times with his big hands- “I'm going to take what's mine and I want to hear those beautiful sounds you make when I'm deep inside you, did you hear me baby do? - I nodded. He felt his big and hard cock hitting when I took it out of his boxers, I felt desperate, everything was spinning and my pussy was a mess and it didn't even enter me.

I moaned loudly  - "Yes baby, you feel incredibly tight, I love your little pussy, so perfect and good for me" - Chris entered me without warning, let out a pornographic moan, his cock was deep in me, he stayed still for a couple second, and then start moving uncontrollably, making us moan and beg for more.

-”oh daddy!, please make me cum, your cock feel so good”-i cried and moved my hips looking for more, Chris slapped my bum-” my baby girl so desperate for his daddy cock, so pretty and good for daddy… come on doll squeeze my cock with my sweet little pussy- his dominance turned me on even more and doing what he said- “aaaagggh, ye..yess doll, keep going, i’m gonna make us cum so hard, make a mess on daddy’s cock, give to me be a good girl a give me that slutty cum- Chris grabs my hips harder and pounded so hard and good that i was losing my battle and the dirty talk almost making come to the sweet release, i loud moan came out of me and, making a whole mess on Chris dick.

-”shit baby girl, that was so hot, i’m so close and this time you are going to carry me on that piece of fabric the entire day ok?- i without a warming i felt his cock twitching and milking him so hard, he groaned loudly and emptied himself inside me.

As a gentleman that he is, he helped me fix my clothes, my hair, makeup, but less to clean up his mess, he made me go to the office like that, I thought he would help me clean up, but no, besides being slightly late to the office He made sure I carried it in my panties .. I was so lost after that little show he wanted, Chris ended up taking me to the office, and the rest is another story.

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Ruby’s note

sorry gems! but i need a moment, i know i could end better than that but uuuummmm i just couldn’t. 

i feel fucking tingles.

Let me know what you think and show me your love.

say yes to reblog

#Chris Evans #chris evans smut #chris evans imagine #cevans

[caffeinatedbraincell]

For the WIP game, i'd like to hear more about number 2 👀

Hegel!! Thank you sm for the ask 💖 (and sorry for how long this took asdfghjk)

I’m so glad you picked number 2, I really wanted to talk about this one! So it’s obviously inspired by the Suez Canal incident, and I’m thinking of it as a mortal AU, so here are my thoughts so far:

Quynh is the daughter of a renowned seafaring merchant, and this is her first time leading a voyage alone; it’s her big chance to prove herself, and she will NOT screw it up

Andy is a haughty pirate with a tough reputation among the pirate folk, but she got roped into this business very young and lives in perpetual debt to the pirate boss who basically raised her

The pirate boss hears of this ship loaded with bullion that will be passing through the East Mediterranean, and orders Andy to go capture it

Andy decides to take a stealth approach - she sends her crew (Joe, Nicky, Nile) to the other end of the canal and tells them to wait for her signal, while she stows away on Quynh’s ship

Quynh runs into Andy quite by accident when she opens a supply closet or something and finds Andy hiding there

Cue epic sword fight on the upper deck in the moonlight

Suddenly there’s this torturous grinding noise as the ship wedges itself to a halt, blocking the canal

Turns out the crewmate in charge of steering, a Very Drunk Booker, has managed to get the ship stuck in the canal, ruining Quynh’s chances of proving to her mother that she’s capable of leading a voyage

Andy has no idea how to capture a stuck ship, and Quynh is so very sad (after she finishes being angry at Booker, of course), that Andy grudgingly decides to try and help

(This obviously has nothing to do with the fact that Quynh is the most gorgeous human being Andy has ever seen, and slowly the scary pirate boss and bountiful wealth all fade out of importance as Quynh becomes the sun around which all Andy’s thoughts and feelings revolve)

Eventually, they figure out a risky maneuver that involves some sort of explosion to get the ship unstuck, which works

Unfortunately, as the ship FINALLY sails out of the canal, Joe, Nicky, and Nile interpret the explosion as Andy’s signal and storm the ship

Chaos ensues, but Andy and Quynh manage to get everyone on the same page about what has happened, and they all sail off into the glorious found-family sunset together

Bonus:

Imagine Quynh’s mother’s surprise when Quynh returns home with not only all the excellent trade deals one could hope for, but also an alliance with one of the most feared pirates of the Mediterranean 

They get married - Booker is Quynh’s best man, and Nile is Andy’s maid of honor. Joe sings sea shanties while Nicky plays the fiddle to entertain the guests

#the old guard #andromaquynh #crack treated seriously #Suez Canal AU #pirate au #andromache the scythian #Quynh #andromache x quynh #found family #tog fanfic #kavi writes #asks #joe #nicky #booker #nile freeman

[drawing-way-outside-the-lines]

All "Lust" and "Wrath" questions for Caspian please?

Thank you so much, you kind soul 💙 I thought I was going to get no asks for that ‘Sinday’ one! XD And since I cheated you from Andy answering his own questions last time, I’ll make the effort, and allow this glorious sausage to answer for himself:

👀 - ever had intercourses with more than one partner? Caspian: *Squints his eyes* ‘Partner’? I don’t take ‘partners’. Listen to me, people are nothing more than bacteria. Some good, some bad, but they all infest the world. And often large doses of them can make you sick. Stay away from people, that’s the only way to survive! 👙 - do they have some particularly weird kink? Caspian: ....... *thinks about it for quite a while* weird to you or weird to me? *He tabs a finger against his chin and smacks his lips, before answering* Power tools. You know, for drilling and such. I find they make people open up faster. I’m particularly fond of the added bonus - drowning out the noises of humanity... or the voices in your head.

💌 - do you enjoy one night stands/having fuckbuddies?

Caspian: It’s rare people last longer with me than a ‘one night stand’. 🔌 - do they own any sexual toys? Caspian: Yes. Homemade ones. There’s Hank, and Carl in my basement. And I always carry Mr. Knife in my waistband. 💵 - would they accept money in exchange of sex/sexual favors? Caspian: I’ve accepted money for far worse things. So yes. I would. But I’m not sure it would be as satisfactory for the buyer, as they would hope for. However, for the right price, I can do a little trick or two that’ll make anyone go out with a bang *dead serious face* 💣 - do they get angry easily? Caspian: No. I don’t think I do. But if you were to ask a professional, they’d probably disagree. The last professional I talked with, said I had anger issues. She held onto that claim as I stapled her tongue to her desk. But wouldn’t you get angry too, if someone you had only met once, -and you were paying 60 bucks per hour-, would claim all your issues stems from a missing father figure in your childhood? I don’t have a time machine, I can’t go back and fix that! Useless! And now I was also out 60 bucks, for something I already knew!

🗡️ - have they fought someone in the past?

Caspian: I fight with myself every day. I find it to be the only logical person around. But I hate when I correct the way I don’t fold my laundry! 💉 - what’s the worst injury they had to deal with? Caspian: Being born. 👊 - did they ever punch someone? Caspian: I don’t carry around a log book. It would turn into a library within a couple months. There’s simply too many fools on the lose. 💀 - would they ever consider killing someone? Caspian: It’s practically all I ever think of. How else would I earn any decent money? 🔪 - did they ever risked death? Caspian: This is another moronically romantic idea of the human mind, that you can do certain things, and by that dance between life and death, narrowly escaping the impending stage of wormfood, but the rest of the time you’re somehow invincible? You risk death every second you’re alive, simply for the fact that you’re mortal. Humans breath. Humans die. And nothing in between ever really matters, cause there’s only one outcome. And you wont be invited at that dinner table.

#eternal-infamy #Daniel mumbles #Styro #Cas #Caspian Jacob D'Angelo #immortal #supernatural #ts3 #sims3 #sims 3 #simblr

[jhalya]

AnS Fic Rec Bingo - BLACKOUT

The only regret I have is that the bingo board did not have enough squares, even with me cheating a bit! So, for your reading pleasure, behold the awesomeness:

Under 1000 words

Title: scarves, cat eyes and apple hair

Author: limonium

Rating: K+

Reasons for rec: I love me some early Obi. The snark, the pining, the finding out of his own true feelings. It’s a delightful pill of old school AnS and early gang feelings.

Action packed fight scene

Title: Domine, da mihi castitatem et continentiam (sed noli modo)

Author: @bubblesthemonsterartist

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: okay, so this may be crack, but Obi and Kiki sparring? You wish you were that hot. That’s it. That’s the fic. We, as Shirayuki, are just the jealous audience.

Contains my favourite headcanon

Title: The View From Here

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: Tall Obi is like my favourite headcanon. I mean the Toll x Smoll dynamic is just my jam, man. And this snippet delivers on the goods.

First AnS fic I read

Title: Smoke and Sunshine

Author: @infinitelystrangemachinex

Rating; K

Reasons for rec: I can’t exactly remember what the first AnS fic I read was, but I distinctly remember that this was the first AnS fic I loved. I just ADMIRE Andy’s lyrical style so much. It hurts me in the best of ways.

Rare pair

Title: What the heart wants

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: G

Reasons for rec: Mukaze / Haruto is the pairing I never knew I needed. It has inspired me so much. Also, half of the appeal of this pairing is how everybody else reacts to it. Priceless!

A fic that got you involved in fandom

Title: Each one a world we never met

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: by the time this fic came out, I’d been a lurker in the fandom for some time (a year or so?). I love this fic because I think it brought the fandom together in such a cool way: there are at least two smut sequels that members of the fandom wrote for it and I love this so much!

Gen fic

Title: Catch

Author: @puffdragongirl

Rating: G

Reasons for rec: I love the domesticity of this fic and also Obi’s brand of loving snark is so on point. It would almost be fluff without it :D

Wept real tears

Title: Remnants

Author: @xaphrin

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: this fic no longer exists except for in Xaph’s wonderful mind, but I sometimes think about it and cry. Like, the first time I read it, I had to stop and walk around for a bit. I can still feel the sting of Shirayuki’s slap. I just wanted to let you know, @xaphrin, that THAT was some genius piece of writing and if you ever want to end me, know that you have the means to do it.

Favourite minor character

Title: A slip of the tongue

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: G

Reasons for rec: Ryuu is one of my favourite characters, just because it’s still so hard for me to get his voice right. One reason this fic makes me smile is that Ryuu is all of us: imagine living and working with Obi and Shirayuki and not call them THAT?

AU I took a chance on and now love

Title: Ex gratia

Author: @vivianvivi1

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: I will admit, I’m not a big fan of friends with benefits or legal AUs, but damn, did this get me hooked. There are scenes from it that are burned into my memory forever. Some of them I can’t even talk about in polite company, but that’s why I love my girl, Anna. She gets my brand of smut :D

Made me laugh out loud

Title: Away from it all

Author: @claudeng80

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: I had the pleasure of beta reading this and OMG, was it flawlessly funny. It has just the style of writing I like and the punchlines are hilarious. I’m laughing still as I’m writing this. Flawless, flawless, I tell you.

Missing scene

Title: The Automaton Heart

Author: @infinitelystrangemachinex

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: again, this is an early obiyuki piece, but every missing scene in here is just perfection. If you want your heart ripped into tiny tiny pieces. Love, love, love.

Free space 1

Title: Stumptown

Author: @bubblesthemonsterartist

Rating; M

Reasons for rec: there’s cute and then there’s this. Like it is so sweet and hot and sweet and hot and Shirayuki wants Obi to be her boyfriend so bad, and Obi wants to go on the best dates with her and they do and yet they remain...CLUELESS!

Free space 2 (because I can)

Title: I should be in bed

Author: @thelionshoarde

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: okay, okay, so werewolf Obi and witch Shirayuki? In a stable relationship? With great sex? But also lovely pre- , during and after care? You have NO IDEA how many times I’ve read this fic. Like once a month since it came out.

WIP

Title: WFB

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: listen, when this came out, I was having a horrible fight with my SO - or he was having one with me. This series kept me sane throughout all that. Also, the smut is gre-nine!

Favourite trope

Title: Diplomacy

Author: @xaphrin

Rating; E

Reasons for rec: fake marriage with a dash of mutual pining? Sign me up! Obi and Shirayuki go do their diplomacy stuff at the beach? Having to share a house and wear skimpy clothes? Listen, like this is all my fantasies in 16 glorious chapters.

Favourite trope reversal

Title: An Earthly Knight

Author: @claudeng80

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: the damsel is not in distress and she would like her Fae bodyguard back, yes, please and thank you! The world that Sarah creates is lush and mysterious and I love it so much!

Canon divergent

Title: The Daisy Chain

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: sometimes, when I read fics, there are scenes that stick with me for a long long while. The start of this fic is so innocuous, just happy family feels and then it takes a sharp plunge into angst and a happy, smutty ending that I just love.

Favourite man made OC

Title: A man’s duty

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: You get the Lyrias crew but this time it’s Obi’s Lyrias crew. And some of them have a bad case of hero worship. It’s hilarious.

Canon compliant

Title: Murder in the Pharmacy

Author: @claudeng80

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: canon compliant? Well, it’s set in Lyrias! And the rest is history as Obi and Shirayuki embark on solving a murder mystery.

Fic that gave me a new OTP

Title: 5 inch heels

Author: @bubblesthemonsterartist

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: listen, I’m not a threesome enthusiast, but this is the best Obi / Kiki / Shirayuki smut I have ever read. Like, I don’t even need to say more.

Fic that made me friends with the author

Title: Misdelivery

Author: @vivianvivi1

Rating: G

Reasons for rec: I think I had been a lurker of Anna’s work for a good while before we exchanged the first messages and this fic always brings me joy when a notification pops up in my inbox. I mean, there is a whole section here in which Izana is being a whole ass mood and it is wonderful!

Steamiest kiss

Title: Is this a booty call??

Author: @thelionshoarde

Rating: E

Reasons for rec: where to begin with this? It is the funniest, steamiest, most adorkable smut fic in existence. I read it when I’m feeling down, it’s that good.

AU that made me find the source material

Title: Last best hope

Author: @claudeng80

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: I had seen Babylon 5 a long long time ago, so I did do a quick refresher course on wikipedia. The show is awesome, but you don’t need to know a lot about it, because Sarah will take you on an unforgettable ride around space, secrets and feelings.

One shot

Title: Life eternal

Author: @ruleofexception

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: Angel and Demon AU? It doesn’t get better than this. Also, the mythology is fantastic!

Pre-canon

Title: Seven Spirits

Author: @sabraeal

Rating: T

Reasons for rec: the Obi backstory that has nestled in our collective fandom brains and lives there rent free. The world building alone is masterful. And the twist is unexpected.

#ansficbingo #my recs #listen this was the hardest thing I have had to do ever #choose between all my favourites? #all the awesome authors on tumblr #ao3 and ffnet? #an almost impossible task #I feel bad for leaving a lot out #obiyuki #ans

[sharkinlovewithadolphin]

tag 9 people to learn more about their interests!

tagged by @sofiawylics - thank you! <3

MUSIC

fave genre? i don’t have any, but i usually do prefer pop

fave artist? Hayley Kiyoko, Hozier, Bleachers, the 1975s, Måneskin, Lil Nas X, Years & Years, Greyson Chance, and many, many more. fave song? none

most listened song recently? uhhh idk

song currently stuck in your head? “i ate you up the day we first spoke/love bites so deep, we got tiger teeth” (Walk The Moon - Tiger Teeth)

5 fave lyrics? The first that came to mind were: 1) “Like context in a modern debate, I just took it out.“ + “And I was 25 and afraid to go outside; A millennial that baby-boomers like.“ (The 1975 - Give Yourself A Try) 2) “We didn't start the fire; No, we didn't light it; But we tried to fight it.” (Billy Joel - We Didn’t Start The Fire) 3) “When my time comes; Forget the wrong that I've done; Help me leave behind some; Reasons to be missed.” (Linkin Park - Leave Out All The Rest) 4) “Because you cut me wide open; Left teardrops on all my white roses.” (Greyson Chance - White Roses) 5) “Remember me, love, when I'm reborn; As a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn.“ (Hozier - Shrike) + “[...] So you know good things are happening; When the jackboot needs to jump.” (Hozier - Jackboot Jump)

radio or your own playlist | solo artists or bands | pop or indie | loud or silent volume I slow or fast songs | music video or lyrics video | speakers or headset | riding a bus in silence or while listening to music | driving in silence or with radio on

BOOKS 

fav book genre? YA, apocalypse vibes and fantasy

fav writer? Benjamin Alire Saenz 

fav book? Ari and Dante, TPOBAW, Dead Poets Society

fav book series? Simonverse (Simon vs + Leah on The Offbeat)

comfort book? Ari and Dante

perfect book to read on a rainy day? hmmmm. idk

fave characters? hmmm... *suddenly forgets every character* let’s go  with: Seth and Alice (Twilight), Dante (Ari and Dante), Nile (TOG comics)

5 quotes from your fave book that you know by heart? 1) “The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.” (Ari and Dante) + "I love swimming and you." [...] “Swimming and you, Ari. Those are the things I love the most.” (Ari and Dante) ((gives me mad RH vibes)) 2) “We accept the love we think we deserve.” (TPOBAW) 3) “[...] That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.” (Dead Poets Society)   4) “I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.” (The Song of Achilles)   5) “Someone will remember us I say; Even in another time.” (If Not, Winter)

hardcover or paperback | buy or rent | standalone novels or book series | ebook or physical copy | reading at night or during the day | reading at home or in nature | listening to music while reading or reading in silence | reading in order or reading the ending first | reliable or unreliable narrator | realism or fantasy | one or multiple POVS | judging by the covers or by the summary | rereading or reading just once

TV AND MOVIES (I won’t be counting anime and general animation into this, otherwise it would be far too long)

fave tv/movie genre? none

fave movie? The Old Guard, Deadpool 2, Love Simon, Venom, The Way He Looks, Fear Street, etc.

comfort movie? The Old Guard, Twilight, The Half Of It, DP 2, MIB, Detective Pikachu, etc.

movie you watch every year? Twilight, DP2, Venom, Mean Girls, The Grinch, Home Alone, etc.

fave tv show? uuuuuhhh right now it’s Andi Mack, Hannibal, Killing Eve, JATP, Gentleman Jack, Haunting of Bly Manor, Young Royals, etc.

comfort tv show? Andi Mack, JATP, Atypical

most rewatched tv show? I have no idea, but the quickest show I ever rewatched was JATP, which I rewatched the next day after finishing the last EP lol, and the recent one I rewatched was Young Royals  

ultimate otp? Tyrus and Joe x Nicky of these, i think

5 fave characters? Deadpool/Wade Wilson, Yusuf Al-Kaysani, Bella Swan, Cyrus Goodman, Casey Gardner

tv shows or movie | short seasons (8-13 episodes) or full seasons (22 episodes or more) | one episode a week or binging | one season or multiple seasons | one part or saga | half hour or one hour long episodes | subtitles on or off | rewatching or watching just once | downloads or watches online Tagging: @dandelionmeadow @nenufair @hamykia @alona-marinelli @died-by-the-scimitar @elena-of-time @mehawiyu @milkymickeyway @spacewitchqueen

#about me #long post #tag game

[lia-jones]

Growing Together - Chapter Three - Rising Star

Victor barely slept that night, concerned about his wife.

Andrea barely ate anything at dinner and began to look lethargic and sore, the rabies shot affecting her even more than the monkey bite itself, probably bringing a fever with it. When she said she wanted to take a shower and go to bed, he took matters into his own hands and helped her shower, afraid she would collapse should she do it on her own. After he settled her in bed, it took mere seconds for her to fall asleep, warm and cozy against him, while he entertained himself with a book. He watched over her, holding a quiet vigil in her slumber, making sure she was warm, comfortable, and healthy.

Once again, Andrea’s stirring woke Victor up. The sun was starting to rise in the Balinese sky, the only thing audible was the ebb and flow of the waves in the distance, the local birds still slumbering in their nests. He wondered if she was starting to get a fever, her cheeks looking more flushed than usual. He gently pressed his lips against her forehead, deeming the temperature acceptable. He wondered if her injury was causing discomfort, unable to t tell if her shoulder was swollen under the bandage. With a very light hand, he touched her on that spot, trying to determine if there was swelling or something that could indicate an infection. Everything seemed normal. She was safe and sound in his arms. Satisfied, Victor leaned his face against her hair and closed his eyes to sleep.

However, he found himself unable to fully relax.

Another thought stirred inside Victor’s somnolent mind. Taking care of Andrea physically was not his only job as a husband, he had to make sure she was happy as well. His biggest challenge, however, was that he had no idea of what made a good husband, or a good father, for that matter. He remembered witnessing his parents happy and in love at a very young age, and after that they had drifted apart, both using their careers as an excuse.

Victor could only guess what being a good husband meant, because he truly had no tangible idea. Still, he would try his best. Andrea gave him so much. She certainly deserved his best.

Victor grimaced as he remembered the way he scolded her earlier; he had reminded himself of his own father: insensitive, imperious, cruel even. Even if it was based on concern and good intentions, his wife did not deserve to be spoken to that way. He made a decision there and then: his main goal for the next day would be to make Andrea smile and allow her to shine her brightest.

Victor tried his best to keep true to his promise, tending to her every need, watching her mood carefully, and acting accordingly. The resort doctor came again to check her wound, which had improved greatly overnight, and told them she could remove the bandage. As a reward of sorts, Victor and Andrea took a dive in the swimming pool, ate, and slept, returning to their previous honeymoon bliss. Still, Andrea seemed sad for some reason, her natural light dimmer than usual. It was when she caught her, later that day, staring at her purse, lost in thought, that he understood why. She was worried about all the text messages Olive had left her.

It was only natural that she would worry, not knowing what was happening back home could only make her picture all sorts of scenarios, probably even worse than the one that was actually happening. On the other hand, Victor knew that the moment she found out there was something wrong with her study, she would lose her for the rest of the honeymoon. She wouldn’t trust other people much with her work and would want to supervise every single inch of progress, forgetting all about the honeymoon. Whatever was happening back in Loveland, Olive and the research team would have to fend for themselves. In the meantime, Victor would have to take his wife’s mind off the subject.

After dinner, Victor took her outside to enjoy the warm night on the patio. They laid down on the big bed by the pool, watching the stars.

“Does your shoulder hurt?” He eyed her carefully, as she tried to make herself more comfortable on the mattress.

“No, not anymore.” She tossed a bit more. “Just trying to find the perfect position.”

Victor smirked to himself. She could be such a dummy sometimes.

“Luckily for you, I know exactly what my wife needs.” He tugged her arm, pulling her closer. “Come use your special pillow.”

She smiled and snuggled against him, resting her head on his chest.

“You were right, this is much better.” She moved closer, as Victor’s arm came behind her, drawing lazy circles on her skin.

They laid still for a moment, enjoying the quiet of the night, until Andrea broke the silence.

“Do you know anything about constellations?”

“Can’t say that I do, why?” He looked at her, curious.

“You and I, laying like this, looking at the stars…” She trailed off. “It’s like in the movies.”

Victor couldn’t hide his smile. Even his wife, who was always so practical and down to earth, enjoyed some romance from time to time. He would obviously oblige. That’s what a good husband would do.

“Anyone could tell you about the most commonly known constellations, such as the Big Dipper or Orion’s Belt.” He playfully quipped. “But only I can tell you about the Mystery Constellations, which only a handful of men on this planet know about.”

“Is that so?” Andrea smiled, playing along. “Mystery Constellations, you say?”

“Now that you are my wife, I feel more at ease sharing this incredibly sensitive information with you, provided you promise me you won’t tell another soul. Do I have your word?” He ceremoniously asked, making his wife giggle.

“You have my word.” She answered, amused.

“Perfect.” He nodded, pointing to the sky. “Do you see those four stars, forming an imperfect trapezoid?”

“Those over there?” She looked at the spot in the sky where he was pointing. “Yes, I guess.”

“That’s the constellation of Pudding.” The statement made Andrea laugh hard, and Victor almost lost his composure as well. “Don’t laugh, I’m serious.” He scolded, trying hard to suppress his laughter.

“There’s a constellation called Pudding?” Andy laughed again.

“I don’t know why you doubt me, it’s right there.” He answered in all seriousness, making Andrea laugh again. “The legend says that, once upon a time, there was a prince that wanted to conquer this incredibly short and difficult princess’s heart.” He stifled a laugh, seeing she didn’t like the remark on her height. “However, the only thing he knew how to make was pudding, and this particular damsel did not like pudding, so the prince was in quite a predicament. He prayed to the gods to provide him with the finest ingredients, so he could prepare the perfect pudding, the one that would make her fall in love. The gods, moved with the very noble and handsome prince’s devotion, granted him his wish. He made the perfect pudding, a dessert so glorious it was known to drive mortals insane if they had too much of it, and also likely to cause a tummy ache.”

At this point, Andrea was lost in laughter.

“Do you want me to tell you the story or not? Your mockery is aggravating.” He teased her, just to see if he could make her laugh even more.

“Go on, noble and handsome prince.” She teased him back.

“I shall.” Victor continued. “Resuming, the prince had obtained the perfect gift to bestow to his loved one, but the gods had become jealous. Who was this mortal to become worthy of something so divine, that was clearly destined for the gods and the gods alone? They took the pudding away from the prince, and to reward him for his efforts, they made a constellation in the sky shaped like a pudding, to honor such a gastronomic masterpiece.”

“Wow, stargazing and storytelling. I’m impressed.” Andrea complimented, making Victor smirk internally. “But what about the prince? Did he get the girl?”

“It turns out the prince never needed pudding in the first place. May I remind you, he was very desirable.” Victor got another laugh from his wife.

“I’m inclined to agree with that.” Andrea smiled suggestively. “Thank you for showing me such a mysterious constellation.”

“I’m not done yet.” Victor was actually having fun acting silly. It was truly enjoyable to hear his wife laugh like that. Almost as much as making her scream his name. “Do you see those three stars in a row? That constellation is named King of Highhorseland.” Andrea laughed even harder than before. “Legend says…”

“Quit being petty!” She playfully scolded him, poking him in the ribs.

“Let me finish!” He poked her back.

“Nope. Another one.” She insisted, making Victor chuckle, amused that he was able to provoke her.

“Alright, fair enough.” He relaxed on the mattress, focused on the starry sky again. “Can you see that star over there, the brightest of them all?”

“You mean the plane?” She asked with a flat voice.

“I mean the star.” Victor corrected, although part of him was wondering if she was right.

“I’m pretty sure it’s a plane, Victor.”

“Excuse me, who is the knowledgeable astronomer here?” He playfully frowned at her. “This very special star is called Andrea. She’s bright, magical, and beautiful, and she brightens up my dark sky.” He came closer to her, their breaths mingling, their lips almost touching.

“That’s incredibly sweet.” She whispered. “Although you just named a plane after me.”

“Shut up.” Victor claimed her mouth for a kiss, slightly biting on her bottom lip, and all the foolery was promptly forgotten. There were other ways to make his wife forget all about her predicament, and the one Victor had in mind would prove to be even more pleasurable.

He tasted every inch of her skin, drawing from her lips all the pleasurable sounds she had in her, and only when she screamed his name in euphoria, when he bathed her and washed and soothed her spent body, did he let her collapse in his arms blissfully, her skin glowing as it always would when she was feeling happy.

As he watched her sleep, her body pressed against his, his chest swelled with the pride of a job well done. He had taken good care of her. He was a good husband.

He woke up before her, as usual. The bellhop delivered breakfast soon after, and came bearing a message: Goldman had called, and said a certain Mrs. Olive Carson was repeatedly calling LFG to find a way to reach Andrea.

Victor looked at his wife still sleeping peacefully. Why was the Dean being so insistent? Andrea was on her honeymoon, whatever reason she may have to inconvenience them, it better be a good one. Decided to take matters into his own hands, Victor took his phone and dialed Olive’s number, ready to severely reprehend her for being so inappropriate.

The conversation took an unexpected turn, and Victor found himself thanking her excitedly, telling her Andrea would call soon. He took a deep breath before he went to wake up his wife. He was so excited he could barely contain it, and he would probably scare Andrea.

He caressed her curls, watching her eyelids flutter to consciousness.

“Come on, sleepyhead. You have pressing matters to attend.” He tried to whisper, although he was so happy he found himself unable to be as gentle as he hoped.

“Breakfast? That can wait a few more minutes.” She rolled to the other side, her back facing him.

Victor was growing impatient. She needed to know the good news from the source, he didn’t want to be the one to tell her. But for that, she would need to stop her shenanigans.

“No time for snoozing, Andrea.” He then remembered something that would make her bolt from bed. “You need to call Olive. Something happened.”

As expected, Andrea jumped from the covers abruptly. Victor handed her the phone with a smile. Not that she noticed.

“Oh my God, what do you think happened?” She took the phone from his hand, a worried look on her face. She pressed the dial and waited for the recipient to pick up. Victor sat beside her, heart jumping in exhilaration.

He watched his wife grimace at the first words of the conversation, only for her expression to become one of disbelief. In each change in her, Victor’s smile went wider. When she hung up, she was frozen in shock, her eyes tearing up slightly.

“I won a GESA award.” She spoke slowly, not really believing it herself. “For Most Promising Mind in Economics. My study isn’t even completely over yet, but they loved it.” She suddenly jumped to Victor’s arms. “I won a GESA! Do you understand what this means?”

Victor wasted no time, now that his happiness could have an outlet. He took his wife and spun her around, both laughing with happiness. He then stopped, still holding her in the air, to kiss her as passionately as he felt. When they broke the kiss, they both looked at each other, their eyes shiny with happiness.

“It means you are brilliant, like I always knew you were.” His voice was tight with emotion, words failing to describe how blessed he felt. “It was only a matter of time for the world to see it too.”

“I didn’t do this alone, Victor.” Happy tears fell as she lovingly combed his hair back with her fingers. “You were my greatest support in all of this. You believed in me, even when I didn’t. You encouraged me and you watched over me. I can’t thank you enough, really.” She took his face in his hands and kissed his lips fervently. “I love you so much. Thank you for being in my life.”

“Thank you for being in mine.” He put her down, so his hands would be free to wipe away her tears. “I love you too, my light. And I am so very proud of you.” He kissed her forehead, his lips lingering on her skin. “Now, go get breakfast so we can go out and celebrate. We’ll go anywhere you want, as long as there are no animals involved.”

Andrea’s smile was so beautiful he couldn’t resist but to pick her up in his arms again, carrying her to the table. Victor couldn’t imagine a time in his life when he had felt so lighthearted, and they were only getting started, he still had a lifetime of happiness by her side. Whatever she thought he did, he would do it again and much more, just to see that smile on her face, casting a warm powerful light in his life and everything around her. Because she was the brightest star in his life. More than that, she was a rising star.

#Growing Pains - Series #growingtogether #victor x oc #mlqc fanfic #mlqc victor #mlqc li zeyan #mister love queens choice #mister love dream date #love and producer