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Slides in with a bucky request!

Can you do a possoves bucky? Like someone flirts with her and that leads to an argument that leads to to feelings coming out with marking dirty talk and rough sex? Pretty please

Always Watching // Bucky x Fem!Reader

Requested by: hey bestie, thanks for the request!

Tags: 18+ readers only, smut, angst, possessive behaviour, obsession, jealousy, threats of violence, enemies to lovers, pining, unwanted attention, flirting, sexual harassment, arguing, rough kissing, biting, marking, scratching, rough sex, dirty talk, praise kink, overstimulation, light dom/sub, hair pulling, oral (f receiving), size kink

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The word used to describe your relationship with Bucky Barnes was ‘strained’. Strained because you’d prefer it if it were at least adequate, and no one could fault you for the attempts made at becoming his friend and helping him with the transition from the Winter Soldier to a member of the Avengers. In truth, you’d tried more than most to help him, especially as he was still at risk of being compromised and shifting back to the assassin’s mindset. You prided yourself on your compassion and empathy, always providing physical and mental support to Bucky, asking how he was, helping him move into the Avengers tower and adjust to going on missions.

Except, somewhere along the way, it had become evident that from at least Bucky’s perspective, you were a person to keep at arm’s length. Your questions would be ignored, and your attempts to help in medical situations would be pushed away. The only responses you’d receive were belittling comments or fierce glares that would have you backing away from the man and shutting your mouth. Even when you kept to yourself, his eyes always seemed to follow you around the room, eyes burning with what you assumed to be hatred, like he was plotting all the ways to eradicate you.

For some unknown reason, Bucky Barnes seemed to hate you, and you had no idea what you’d done to offend him. The other Avengers and agents you called your friends had all implored that he didn’t hate you, but when you stated the experience you’d received from the long-haired man, there was no response but an awkward close-lipped smile and shrug of the shoulders.

This treatment had been going on for months now, avoidance, glare and comments under his breath, and you were slowly getting to the end of your rope. Even earlier in the day, he somehow managed to get under your skin with only one sentence.

“Are you really going out in that dress?”

At first, you’d been embarrassed and somewhat mortified by his comment, wishing to cover up the beautiful dress that Natasha had helped you to pick that emphasised your body shape and the perfect colour to compliment your skin tone. Soon, the embarrassment changed to anger, finding the comment rude and unnecessary. Who was he to say what it was that you wore? Especially tonight, everyone had returned from a difficult mission and decided it was about time the team let their hair down and went to a nightclub for drinks.

Other than the comment, the rest of your night was amazing. You were feeling a light buzz from the alcohol and danced so much that your calves were beginning to burn from standing in the heels borrowed from Natasha. Even as you became lost in the music and masses of people squeezed into the club, you were still hyper-aware of the man watching you from where he was leaning against the wall.

“Does he even blink?” you shouted, attempting to be over the pounding bass to the red-haired woman you were dancing with.

Natasha tipped her head back and laughed, glancing over her shoulder a second later to assess the man who seemed to be staring at you constantly. Bucky didn’t even have the gall to look away in embarrassment, having been caught staring and that only made Nat’s smile widen as she turned back to you with a twinkle now in her eyes.

“You know why he’s staring”, she says matter of factly, swaying her hips as she talks into your ear.

Your eyes roll so hard that you have a momentary headache. “He does not have a crush on me. Can you please stop saying that? The man clearly hates me! I feel like my skin is burning from his stare, like he wishes me to combust spontaneously.”

After the tight-lipped smiles from your friends, they would often tease that maybe he was being so mean and hateful because he had a crush on you. You’d laughed initially, and some small part of you was hopeful that this was the case, but the more he belittled, embarrassed and ignored you, the more evident that was not the case.

“Maybe he’s just admiring the dress that I know he loves”, Natasha shouts confidently, grabbing your hand and twirling you around in an attempt to show off your outfit.

Despite her ridiculous statement, you laughed, “Well, he has an interesting way of admiring it! I’m going to go and get another drink. Do you need one?”

Natasha shook her head and held up her beer bottle, which was still over half full. Giving her one last smile, you made your way through the sweaty, head bobbing with the music until you finally found a free area at the bar, which was busy enough that you knew it would be a while before being served.

Someone pressed against your arm as a new person also had similar ideas to you, leaning on the bar and trying to get the staff’s attention with a click of his fingers. You took a deep breath to try and refrain from rolling your eyes at the arrogance of the man next to you, who was leaning on his forearm on the bar side.

“What are you having?” he shouted confidently with a grin, and it took you a good minute to realise he was talking to you.

“Oh, no, it’s ok. I’m getting my own drink; I’m sure it won’t take long”, you politely decline, turning your body away from him for a moment, hoping to catch the eye of the bar staff so you didn’t have to stay there any more with the guy next to you.

“Nonsense, pretty girl like you shouldn’t be buying your own drink. Come on, let me buy you a drink. I’m Chad, by the way”, he responds whilst sticking his hand out for you to shake. You stare at the hand before shaking it with a limp wrist, wanting to show that you aren’t enthusiastic about the conversation.

“Nice to meet you, Chad. I appreciate the offer, but I’m really fine buying my drink”. You pull your hand out of his grasp and try to take a step away, but there are so many people at the bar that there’s nowhere to go. Chad only moved closer, ignoring your discomfort as he leaned his face towards yours.

“Don’t be like that, Baby, it’s just a drink. Your dress is beautiful, by the way, it really makes your…eyes pop” As he spoke, he was not looking at your eyes as you crossed your arms to cover your chest. “Are you here alone? Maybe we can grab a drink and go somewhere beautiful; I’d love to get to know you on a more personal level”, Chad asked, lifting his fingers to stroke the apples of your cheeks.

“She’s not alone, and get your fucking hands off of her”, came an aggressive voice from behind as a warm chest brushed against your back.

Bucky pushed against Chad’s shoulder, giving him enough space to stand between the two of you, so now you’re staring at his back as he protectively became a shield for you.

“Hey man, what the fuck’s your problem! Who do you think you are, touching me like that?!” Chad shouted loudly enough that others began to turn and stare at the scene.

You could feel the thickness of the atmosphere, and there was nothing more you wanted to do than de-escalate the situation, not wanting Bucky to get into any further trouble as he was already being watched like a hawk by Shield.

“Bucky, please stop; everyone's staring!” you tried to pull on his arm, but he stayed completely still, ignoring you as he stared daggers at Chad.

The man looked between you and Bucky before settling on you and pointing at Bucky, “Is this guy bothering you? Listen, asshole, she clearly doesn’t want to be with you; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been out here buying her own drink, now would she? Why don’t you get lost so the pretty girl and I can get back to getting to know each other?” Chad smirked cockily.

This only made Bucky tense further, his posture straightening as he took a threatening step forward, and Chad flinched. Bucky’s gloved hands clenched at his side as you quickly did a visual check to see if he had any weapons, but you couldn’t see any in the suit jacket and jeans; you were sure he probably had them hidden up his sleeve.

Bucky took another step forward, nostrils flaring as anger radiated off of him in waves of heat, and genuine fear pooled in your stomach with how the situation escalated as you tried to push him away from Chad.

“If you ever touch her again, I promise you, I will fucking ruin your life. No, you know what, scratch that. If you so much as look at what’s mine again, there’s nowhere on this planet that you can hide; I will find you and end anything you find precious, including your life. Do you understand me?” Bucky asked, his tone surprisingly calm for promising such life-ending threats.

“What's going on here?” another voice joined the conversation as Steve and Tony appeared at your side, pushing the growing crowds back to give everyone space. You would have been thankful for their arrival had you not been staring open-mouthed up at Bucky. Not only was he threatening to kill someone for you, but you didn’t miss the possessiveness in his words and actions, and the biggest question screaming in your mind right now was what he meant by saying ‘what’s his’. Surely he didn’t mean you? Everything was becoming far more complicated than you’d anticipated.

“Is he compromised?” Tony asked in a hushed tone to you as he wrapped a hand around your upper arm, prepared to pull you away from the scene if needed.

Bucky’s eyes snapped to the hand on your arm, the glare moving to Tony’s face as the billionaire changed his stance to one like he was preparing for a fight. Your heart nearly stopped, everything becoming too overwhelming and escalating to a level that no one would be coming down from if it wasn’t stopped soon.

“No! Tony, he’s not compromised; he’s fine. There was just a misunderstanding-”

“A misunderstanding? Is that really what you are calling this situation?” Bucky demands, staring down at you whilst moving out of reach of Steve’s outreached hand.

“Bucky-” you try to reason with him, but you notice that his eyes have gone in the direction Chad seemed to disappear from. He was moving before you could even stop him, following wherever the guy had escaped. Quickly looking up at the confused Tony and Steve, you tried to reassure them whilst beginning to follow after Bucky. “Everything is fine! I’m just going to make sure he’s ok”.

You mostly needed answers than anything, feeling completely and utterly sober now and not wishing to return to the dance floor. As well as making sure that Bucky wasn’t going through with any of his threats.

You were going from being within a stuffy nightclub full of alcohol and dancing people with not enough room to move and music so loud that your voice had to strain to be able to be heard by others. To now, you’re rushing out of the entrance, out into the open air that was considerably colder, added to the fact that the heavens had opened and the rain was pouring enough that it was hard to see more than a few feet in front of you.

Any sane person would have turned right back around and reentered the club just to have some cover, but your adrenaline was pumping, and after a few seconds outside, you were already drenched, so there was no point trying to find the jacket you’d left in the cloakroom.

You follow in the direction Bucky had stormed off, trying to weave through the people running through the rain and past the busy New York traffic. “Bucky!” You called out for him while wrapping your arms around your chest, trying to keep some of the warmth you’d found in the club, but the more you were out in the open, the more the rain wholly soaked your body, drawing the freezing temperatures into your bones.

You stare at his back as he continues to walk with a purpose; you aren’t even sure if he’s following Chad anymore or just needs some air. You try your hardest to keep up, even with the struggle of the slippy wet floor and your ridiculous choice of heels burning your calves enough that you contemplated risking the sanity of the bottom of your feet by taking them off.

“Please, just wait, Bucky!” you shout to the man in front, who, of course, doesn’t slow down. You were at your wit's end, cold and drenched from the rain, confused by Bucky’s reaction in the club, not just from Chad but also the look from Tony grabbing your arm. There was clearly something more going on, and him running away, potentially on the warpath, was only making your anxiety increase to the point of wanting to scream.

Distracted with your rolling emotions, you hadn’t noticed that you were no longer following anyone as the street in front of you only had the occasional couple walking past with umbrellas over their heads.

You’d somehow lost Bucky.

“Shit!” you curse to the sky, letting the rain pour down over your face, unsure of what to do. You could return to the club, but you were now much closer to the tower than you were to the club and at least back at the tower, you could use Jarvis to assist with trying to track and find Bucky.

Before you could follow through with your decision, a gloved hand wrapped around your upper arm, pulling you quickly into an alleyway that had some shelter above your head, protecting you from the rain. Just as your mouth opened to scream and combat training reflexes moved to punch whoever had grabbed you, the movements were halted as you became face-to-face with a very pissed-off Bucky Barnes.

All air rushed from your lungs as you were forcefully pushed up against a wall as Bucky leaned his metal arm beside your head, leaning over you. Even though his blue eyes were burning with more intensity than you’d ever seen before, you still sighed in relief that he hadn’t rushed off somewhere, but now you just had to deal with the confrontation you were hoping for.

“Go back to the party”, he demands in a voice so low that you almost coward from him. Still, instead, you held your ground, pushing off the wall, expecting him to move back in a show of confidence, but he remained hovering close enough that it only meant that there were a few inches between your faces.

In the shadows of the alleyway, he looked threatening, especially with his bulky silhouette, but for some reason, he looked somewhat like a fallen angel. The fierceness in his swirling ocean blue eyes that devoured you completely, the height and strength that was trained through every single inch of muscle throughout his body, even his shoulder-length hair left unbound and dripping from the rain, gave him a mysterious look. It was nearly enough to distract you from the events that had taken place. Nearly.

“What? No! I’m not going back to the party. What even happened back there?”, you demanded, trying to remain as confident as you’d felt when leaving the club and not letting the adrenaline altogether go from your system.

Bucky looks away, towards the end of the alleyway in thought before finally muttering, “It was nothing”.

You scoff, “It wasn’t nothing! You threatened to kill the guy in there, Bucky! And what was all that with Tony? I saw the look you gave him! Oh, and what did you mean by touching what was his?”

To your shock, Bucky smirked, but his gaze was so vibrant when he turned back to look at you that, on instinct, you took the step back again to press against the wall. “I told you not to wear that stupid dress,” he says under his breath, like he is telling you a well-kept secret but is forcing himself to say the words.

You frown, your chest restricting, making it difficult to breathe. “The dress? Why do you hate this dress so much, I can wear whatever the fuck I want, Bucky! Stop trying to change the subject! Everything you do is so confusing. For months, you've acted like me even breathing in the same room as you is an inconvenience and then you’re threatening some asshole guy at the bar and protecting me? What’s that about?”

“Because I knew I’d have to be fighting off dickheads like him all night! That’s why I have an issue with the dress. When men like him take one look at you and assume that they have any right to even talk to you, let alone any of the other fucked up shit he was hoping to get from you”.

His outburst shocked you to the core, leaving you stunned and fumbling to think of any words. “I…I don’t understand where this is all coming from. Wait, aside from Chad, no one is allowed to talk to me? Who do you think you are to decide something like this? Maybe I want a cute guy to buy me a drink!”

“You’re naive if you think guys will only want to buy you a drink and nothing more”.

Your face heats uncontrollably at his words, hating the condescension lacing his words. “Don’t talk to me like that! Maybe that’s just what I want anyway. Someone nice to buy me a drink and treat me with kindness that clearly you won’t give me! So how dare you try to dictate my life by saying what I wear means you’ll have to be my knight in shining armour! You don’t have to do anything for me, these past few months have clearly shown you don’t give a shit about me so why care so much what people do to me?”

“You don’t understand”, he seeths through gritted teeth.

You want to scream in frustration from the lack of answers, letting all the energy form in your arms and hands as you pushed on his chest, needing some space between both of your bodies, but he was built of stone as he didn’t move at all.

“Then explain!” you shout in frustration, the heat and adrenaline returning to your veins. “Because I’m losing my fucking mind right now! Why do you act like you hate me one minute and save me another whilst acting like you have any sort of say as to what I wear and who touches or looks at me?” 

“Because he touched what’s mine!” Bucky bellows, his face dropping close to yours as a vein bulges on his temple. “Call it jealousy, call is possessive, I don’t fucking care. Do you know how hard it is to see you in the line of fire at work and then come out to places like this and watch every guy and woman in this place have their eyes all over your body, wishing that they could have you? And then watching that asshole Chad come and talk to you, giving you those compliments and then having the nerve to touch you? He was a dead man walking”.

Your mouth opens and closes, feeling like you are having an out-of-body experience. “But… but you hate me”, you say, sounding as defeated as you felt.

Bucky scoffs again with less anger this time, the tone of his voice calming slightly as he leans closer, crowding you in his warmth. “I don’t have you, sweetheart, but I’m so fucked up in here”, he points to his head, “I can’t risk being near you”.

“Bucky-”

“Just go back to the party. I’ll call you a cab; just don’t follow me.”.

A lump forms in your throat. There’s no way you’re leaving him to go back to the club, and just as you’re about to tell him that, he’s suddenly dipping his head and cheek against yours so that he can whisper into your ear. “Just know that even though I’m not there, I’ll know if someone is looking at you. Your body is for my eyes only, so if anyone approaches, they’re dead”. 

The breath hitches in your throat as your fingers clench, and you remember that they’re still resting on Bucky’s chest as you grip his shirt tightly. The warmth against your face retreats as he attempts to move back, and it is out of instinct that you glance towards his lips. You’ve never experienced anyone becoming possessive over you before. It should have had you running in the opposite direction, but your feet remained planted in that same spot, leaning towards the protective force in front of you.

Bucky then surprises you as you watch his frowning lips shift into a knowing smirk, laughing under his breath which causes a pulse of attraction through your cunt. “Oh Doll, you’re going to need to stop looking at me like that; otherwise, you won’t be returning to that party”.

A surge of confidence rocks through your core as your gaze burns into his intricate, beautiful eyes, “What if I don’t want to go back to the party?”.

You try not to jump away from the gloved hand, now cupping your jaw, tilting your face up towards the covering, shading you both from the continuing thrashing rain. The warmth of his breath skips over your exposed throat as he runs his nose along your skin, causing a shiver to rush down your spine. “You don’t mean that?” his tone had deepened and sounded increasingly strained, as if he was somehow holding himself back.

You weren’t entirely sure what was happening and how everything had changed to such a degree. All you were 100% certain about was that there was no way you would be going back to any party without Bucky.

“I mean it more than you could ever know”, you say with a rush of breath, finding it difficult to hold back the restraint to continue looking up entirely at his mercy simply.

Bucky contemplates your words as his nose drifts lower, and your heartbeat thumps hard in your chest. You are sure that you’ve felt the delicate kiss of his lips against the sensitive skin beneath your ear. “I think you like it when I show you who you belong to”, Bucky states with arrogance and sultry need that equally has your knees weakening.

The pure desire pooling in your underwear was becoming impossible to ignore, like a flame had been lit within your body and was slowly devouring your rational thoughts. A weak moan escapes your lips as your eyes drift close.

“Bucky…” you trail off, beginning to tremble, not from the low temperatures or being soaked through from the rain, but because your arousal had hit you so deeply that he consumed all thoughts.

“Yes?” Bucky asks as he laughs throatily at how you were so easy to succumb to his advances.

“Just fucking kiss me already!”

The pleasure and pain that enveloped your body was something that you’d crave and dream about for months to come. Pain because his lips pushing into yours with such force that your body was pushed back against the brick wall, but the overwhelming pleasure from finally feeling his mouth on yours, the hand gripping your jaw moving to the back of your head to cradle it with gentleness that you were surprised he as even capable of. The urgency didn’t end there, even as you finally received what you both had truly wanted for all of this time. You needed more of him, all of him, every single inch of his body you wanted to feel without the barrier of his clothes.

Bucky’s nose pushed into your cheek as he tilted his head to deepen the kiss, both of your mouths opening to allow your tongues to dance and caress one another. You moaned, tasting the mint on his tongue and something that was so uniquely him your mind momentarily lost any coherent thought.

His massive body was pressed against yours so that you were consumed by him completely. Which also meant that you could feel the hardness of his arousal rutting into your stomach as he gently rolled his hips to try and relieve some pent-up frustration.

You were ready to give him everything, right there, in a random alleyway in rainy New York, where anyone could stumble upon the two of you. Thankfully, Bucky still could hold onto some restraint as he put some distance between you.

“As much as I’d love to fuck you in front of everyone, I have the sneaky suspicion that Fury would not be pleased if a member of the Avengers were caught having a quickie out in public”.

In any other situation, you probably would have laughed at the absurdity and realisation as to just how far gone you’d become to actually be ready to lift your dress and let him fuck you. However, you were so caught up in the fact that this was happening and hearing the beautiful man in front of you say that he wanted to fuck you in a public setting only added to the deep desire from his possessive tendency to increase.

Bucky pressed a chastising kiss to your temple as he began to shrug his jacket from his shoulders to then wrap it around yours, and you could have moaned at the warmth and mouthwatering scent of his cologne surrounding you. The man you thought hated you didn’t give you any time to lose your senses as he grabbed your hand and tugged you out of the alleyway and back into the startling freezing rain.

As the Avengers tower was only a couple blocks away, it was easier for the two of you to run in the rain, with his arm wrapped around your shoulders, using his big build to shield you somehow from the wetness, but you were already soaked.

Finally, once in the safety of the private elevator that was only used for residents of the tower, you both were once more consumed with each other. His jacket was pushed to the floor so he could run his gloved hands over your shoulders and back to cradle your face.

Your back was against the elevator wall as he crowded around you, trying to taste every possible area of your mouth. Your leg lifted, hooking around his hips and causing your dress to hitch further up your thigh until it rested around your waist, pulling him closer.

In this position, he was able to thrust his tented jeans against your panties, the rough material catching your clit and causing an obscene moan to echo around the small space. His lips left yours but only so that he could kiss down the side of your neck, causing more mewls and pathetic squeaks to leave your parted mouth.

“I want the whole world to know you’re mine”, he declares as his teeth scrap against the area where your shoulder and neck meet. The same part of you that was throbbing for his possessive tendencies needed him to do whatever he was alluding to. To persuade him to continue, you ran your fingers up his firm chest, scratching up his throat and to the nape of his neck so that you were able to grab a handful of his hair and tug him even closer.

However, arriving at the Avengers’ living quarters interrupted the two of you. Without missing a beat, Bucky's hands lowered to your thighs, picking you up so that your legs were now wrapped around his waist as he supported your weight with his hands on your arse.

Your fingers remained in his hair, pulling his face back to your neck as he began to suck on different areas, marking your skin with darkening, wet patches. The tiny reasoning voice at the back of your mind was warning you that you’d regret those marks tomorrow, but with the want and need to have his lips and teeth all over your body, you couldn’t care less if he was marking you.

Everything about his touch was seering in heat, even though those leather gloves still covered his hands. It was as if you could feel the temperature of his burning skin through the material, and it only made you more desperate to claw at his clothes. Equally, Bucky needed to feel more of your soft skin and learn every inch of your body.

You were only half aware that you’d entered his bedroom because the low lighting had naturally turned on by the building's sensors. It was minimalistic, and for a second, your focus zoned into the sheets and pillow led out on the floor and not on the bed, which was just a bare mattress that he all but dropped you into the centre of.

His lips were on yours again, and you were thoroughly distracted from the makeshift bed on the floor. The sharp sting of his teeth grazing your bottom lift caused you to mewl and pull on his hair, exposing his thick neck that gave you the opening to begin your exploration, licking and teasing until he was shivering and sitting back on his knees.

You admired him momentarily as he seemed to do the same for you. His handsome face was flushed with arousal, the pupils in his eyes so vast that it was almost as if the clear blue didn’t exist anymore. His chest was heaving with steading breaths as he began to pull on each of the fingers of his gloves.

“How expensive is the dress?” he asked, eyeing the cleavage that had been his downfall all night.

“It’s Natasha’s”, you answered breathlessly.

“I’ll buy her a new one”, Bucky mumbles, gripping the edges of the dress and tearing the material into two. You gave a startled scream as you were suddenly left in your underwear, but the shock at being exposed was swiftly distracted by him ripping his shirt directly down the centre so all the buttons popped off, and the material shrugged off his broad shoulders.

Even though this wasn’t the first time you’d seen him without a shirt on, your breath caught in your breath at his beautifully sculptured chest and abs, mouth already watering with the need to lick every inch of him.

“Be a good girl for me, Doll and spread your legs”, he demands with surprising gentleness, still sitting back on his knees and stroking a soft caress against your outer thighs.

A pathetic whimper bursts from your chest at the praise, pussy clenching with need that you didn’t waste a second before opening your legs. Even though you still had your panties on, Bucky's gaze became hungry, as if he was a man on the brink of starving to death as he licked his lip and began to lower his body.

“You don’t understand how long I’ve wanted to do this”, he admits, gripping the edge of your underwear and beginning to drag the material down your legs.

You smile to yourself, straightening yourself in the centre of the bed and getting comfortable as your legs naturally lay across his shoulders as he led stomach first on the bed.

“Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you”, you tease, but all the smug arrogance is drowned out by the pornographic scream from feeling his tongue taking a long, exaggerated lick from your perineum to your clit. You weren’t sure who was louder between the two of you with the moans as Bucky finally was able to taste the girl he’d been wanting for months and you for having someone actually wanting to give you some form of pleasure.

Every time you made a noise of pure joy or increased in volume, Bucky repeated the action, learning what you loved. Your thighs were nearly suffocating him with how hard they were squeezing around his face, and you knew that he would happily die right there between your legs if that’s what you truly wanted. Then there was the hair you were clenching, probably having ripped out two handfuls as you pulled on his long hair, hoping to have him as close as possible between your legs.

“Fuck Bucky! Who taught you how to do that- AH! I’m so close!” your back was arched, eyes clenched tightly closed as the pleasure was tightening within your core. His tongue lapped with quick flicks, firming the tip to add more pleasure as he pushed it into your dripping pussy. His moans added extra stimulation as you happily came all over his face, trembling and twitching cunt around his lips and tongue.

Just as Bucky was about to add two fingers into your still pulsing hole, you shouldn’t take the wait anymore and begged, “Please just fuck me already, Barnes!”

The Avengers grinned down at you as he began to crawl up your body, nipping each of your breasts with his teeth through your bra as he moved. Your cheeks warmed, seeing the shine over his stubble from your juices that he’d been happily drinking. Your thoughts didn’t remain on this fact for long though as he was kissing you feverishly once more, meaning you could now taste yourself on his lips.

With his mouth thoroughly distracting, you’d not noticed that he’d been unbuckling his belt and shoving his jeans and boxers down his toned thighs. Without waiting until they were entirely removed from his body, he swiped his cock between your folds, coating his length in your liquids.

Your mouth gaped open as the tip of his cock nudged into your entrance, stretching it to a level that you’d not been used to. “Shh, it’s ok, Doll, you can take me”, he promised, with one hand holding your hip steadily and the other against your cheek so he could hold your face still.

 He was so deep, impossibly deep. You could feel him everywhere, widening your cunt until you were fluttering around his cock, and he hadn’t even begun fucking you properly yet.

“Nearly there, try and relax for me”, Bucky praises into your ear as your eyes widen, realising that it wasn’t even the entire length of him inside of you yet. Only as he was pushing into your cervix did your head fall back, and you sighed out. “That’s it, you’re taking me so well. Put your arms around my back; you’re going to need to hold onto something”, he boasts as you try and take a deep breath, your fingers reaching around his back, nails digging into the skin to give yourself something to hold onto.

Spreading his knees further apart on the bed, Bucky readjusts his position to gain more momentum. The man fucked good. More than good. You were pretty much pleading incoherently to whatever gods were above or below. There wasn’t anything you were begging for, just whatever it was that Bucky seemed to be doing, that it never stopped.

Each stroke caressed that sweet spot within, and with the way his hips rolled, he was able to nudge your clit with his body. Added to the mouth on your neck, biting and licking the sore spots to ease the ache, his hands pinning you down to the bed only added to the raw possessiveness dictating Bucky’s movements.

Harder and faster, his hips moved. The thick cock pounding into your cunt until you were seeing stars and cumming again, squeezing him so hard he had to still his hips to stop his own orgasm from spiralling.

But then, he's pulling out and turning you onto your front, spreading your legs once more and demanding, “Arch your back for me, Sweetheart”. Doing as he instructed, your still-covered breasts pressed into the mattress as your hips angled up. With one hand holding onto your shoulder and the other on your hip, he began to fuck you with just as much enthusiasm.

In this position, he somehow felt even more deeper, and all you could do was cry out and moan with how good he felt.

“Tell me you’re mine, I need to hear you say it”, Bucky grunts as you came for the third time, becoming overstimulated and disorientated with how good you felt.

Your cunt was still squeezing with the effects of the orgasm as you repeatedly told him, “I’m yours, only yours, Bucky”.

Bucky’s head tilted back so that he could release an almighty grunt, the hands on your body tightening enough that the skin became tender, but you didn’t care at all, not with how good you were feeling. You could feel his cock throbbing and the wetness that followed, dripping from your hole and onto the mattress beneath.

It was a long few minutes before he eased out and collapsed onto the mattress beside you, the two of you breathing heavily as his metal fingers stroked slowly down your spine and his lips followed.

“You should have told me earlier”, you whisper over your shoulder to him.

“Hmm?” he asks, moving up to your shoulder, where he carefully kissed the skin that was tender from his grip moments before.

“You should have told me how you felt”, you explain, thinking about how much time was wasted.

“Maybe. But then, I wouldn’t have had so much fun threatening everybody for looking at you”, he answers with a grin, kissing your cheek once before climbing off the bed and returning with the sheets from the floor.

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes smut #marvel smut #bucky barnes one shot #jealous bucky #bucky barnes x reader #marvel one shot #bucky #mine*

[wynnyfryd]

Trailer park Steve AU part 48

part 1 | part 47 | ao3

cw: mentions of smoking/sexual activity

Chapter 11

February

For two and a half months, Steve’s life goes perfectly. He didn’t realize how far into a pit he’d fallen until Eddie showed up to help Robin and the kids lift him out, but the difference is jarring. Golden hour sunlight after catching a matinée.

Steve spends two months blinking.

He sloughs off his sadness like a snake shedding skin; spends the winter getting back to being Steve, restocks his favorite hair products and restarts his fitness routines — morning runs through the woods, afternoon pick-up games with Lucas and some of his teammates when the weather doesn’t suck. Weightlifting in the evenings because Eddie says he likes how Steve’s arms look when they get a little big, says it’s more fun to pin him down when he knows it’s just for show.

And he tries new things, too, just because Eddie likes them or because the kids think they're cool. He reads a Vonnegut novel. He eats Indian curry. He even learns a song on guitar.

...Sort of.

Eventually.

(Actually, that whole thing goes pretty horribly and takes for-fucking-ever. Eddie spends an afternoon patiently encouraging him and doing his best not to tease while Steve clumsily moves through a beginner chord progression, and then breaks down wheezing when, after the sixth attempt with no improvement, Steve puts the guitar down in a huff and threatens to demote his pinky finger from his hand if it doesn't start cooperating. Eddie laughs so hard he tips face-first into Steve's crotch, and it takes them a sticky-spitty-sweaty half hour to get back to the lesson.)

Anyway, he likes the way their lives entangle. As easy as weaving his hands through Eddie’s hair.

He gets invited to band practice; he sits in on D&D. Sometimes he watches sports with Wayne when he's got a day off, then he heads out with Eddie for long joyrides through the countryside.

Eddie blasts his metal music when they get out to the backroads, and he talks too loudly over the bass and laughs even louder and rants about nothing and smokes cigarettes while he headbangs to his favorite guitar solos — almost lights his hair on fire on more than one occasion, fucking dumbass — and he does this silly, lewd shit that makes Steve's chest just ache. Makes it clench around the word that's been burning a hole in his tongue since New Year's Eve. Eddie wags his brows and palms himself through his jeans and asks if Steve wants to take another joyride when they get home, and Steve thinks:

God, I love you.

I love you.

How could I not love you?

And really, how could he not? And how much longer can he keep not telling him so? When it feels like the word is going to burst out of his chest Alien-style any second.

When it feels like Eddie's the reason he even has a home to get to.

Slowly — so slowly, hours spent thrifting and bartering and keeping an eye out for free stuff left out on the curb, even more hours sanding and painting and caulking and sweating to death between trips to the hardware store — they redo Steve's whole trailer. Floor to ceiling, wall to wall, they exorcise the haunted tin can. They make it his; they make it theirs.

Eddie injects life into every inch of the space, fills it with weird art and funky lamps and a big, comfy leather couch that he likes to bend Steve over. Comes inside him in every room when they get done working on it as a reward; gasps in Steve's ear about how he always wants to be inside him: in his home, in his body, nestled deep inside his heart. "Keep me right here, baby," he breathes as he fucks Steve against a wall, his left hand gripping Steve's chest while he fills him from behind.

It’s perfect.

It's perfect.

Everything is beautiful and nothing hurts unless Steve asks.

And then, because this godforsaken town and everyone in it are fucking cursed, one day it isn’t anymore.

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part 49

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#trailer park steve au #steddie #steddie fic #steve harrington #eddie munson #my writing #my fic #oh giant joseph head we're really in it now

[mistresslrigtar]

2023 Master Work List

12 chapter alt rock musical - (complete)

Start reading HERE

Summary: On the verge of burnout as graduation approaches, Zelda’s friend, Mipha, encourages her to take a night off to go see a local college alt-rock band. That is when Zelda sees Link, the band’s bass guitarist for the first time and falls hard; but when her insecurity and Link’s best friend Ganondorf's drug addiction threatens their budding relationship, Zelda must learn to trust Link, and more importantly herself.

Multiple-shot WIP. Read Can't Take My Eyes Off You - a New Year's Eve story set in the I Belong to You universe.

On the night of her father, Rauru’s New Year’s Eve party, Zelda pines for Link, who’s been on tour with his band, Hyrule Warriors.

All I Want is You - an ABC Family/Hallmark movie inspired Twilight Princess Zelink ficlet dropping just in time for Winter Solstice.

Read HERE

Summary: Link and Zelda come from two different worlds. When those worlds collide at the first annual Winterzauber in Hyrule, they’ll find that titles and stations have no meaning when it comes to true love.

Adore - eight-chapter Hylink origin story written for @zelinkcommunity's Zelink Week 2023.

Read here

Summary: Link is an embittered soldier fighting a losing battle in a holy war against the Demon King Demise, who is determined to claim Hyrule and the Triforce. When the goddess, Hylia, reenters his life, his hope for victory is renewed. Their reunion rekindles their love for each other, but will it be enough to emerge victorious?

Love in the Age of Calamity (complete) - This is my first piece, and not nearly as polished as later works.

Read HERE

Summary: All the incarnations of the hero’s soul, waiting for this perfect moment when they were no longer star-crossed but goddess blessed. After ten millennia of longing and being denied, the sword sings in his ears as Zelda melts in his arms.

This is the love story that fills in the blanks of the captured memories, that hinted at so much more that may have occurred outside those events.

Companion Pieces to Love in the Age of Calamity

Read Snowy Recollections (updated 6/26/23)- Link could not help but wonder how he was supposed to save this world if he could not remember his own past or why he had been chosen in the first place. Maybe he was going about things the wrong way. Perhaps, instead of trying to force himself to remember important pivotal moments, he needed to focus on remembering small things, like his favorite color, and possibly, if he could grasp a simple recollection, the bigger ones would come in time.

Read Coming to Her Senses - free form poem written for Zelinktines 23 prompt It's been awhile...

One-Shots:

Read Without Her - An introspective Link piece, reflecting on his love for Zelda no matter what form she is - human or dragon. Written for bahbahhh's 1200 follower DTIYS prompt

Read Let Me Kiss You - You never forget your first kiss. It's a moment you'll hold close. A Link/Sheik one-shot. Written for ZeldaElmo's 1000 Follower prompt Just After Midnight.

Read Can't Do This Again - Brief introspective piece. Link wakes up on the Great Sky Island, in a chamber reminiscent of the Shrine of Resurrection, and one of his first thoughts is that he can't do it again.

Read A New Tradition (written for Zelinktines23 prompt Butterfly Kisses)(Chapter 8 to my Zelink week Adore) - In Skyloft, your treasured Loftwing welcomes your newborn into the world with gentle brushes on the baby's cheeks with the tips of its wings. Without Loftwings on the surface, what can Link do to recreate the Skyloftian tradition?

Read Enjoy the Silence - Zelda vows to stand up for Link the next time Revali is disrespectful, which leads to her having a small breakdown. Link comforts her, and Zelda realizes how much she enjoys the silence (that maybe isn't so quiet, depending on how you look at it) Link brings to her life.

#legend of zelda #zelink #ao3 writer #loz link #the legend of zelda #botw fic #loz #tears of the kingdom #breath of the wild #botw zelink #zelda #link #loz au #legend of zelda au #loz college au #loz hylink #wind waker link #loz wind waker #loz skyward sword

[randomfoggytiger]

X-Files Collector's Edition: Diana Fowl(ey) Play-- Part I: S1-S5

A part of my soul is dying that I don't have the time to fully flesh out these lists in more detailed order... BUT that would be too time consuming, and I'd rather live. (But very fitting for this woman's fic lists, is it not?)

Loose chronological order below~

Maidenjedi’s  

Discovery

""She'd never been in this part of the building before. In fact, until Fox had grabbed her hand and told her with an excited glint in his eyes that he'd "found the answers," she hadn't even known there was a basement in the J. Edgar Hoover building.

That glint was in his eyes as he pressed the elevator buttons. He was practically standing on the tips of his toes, bouncing a little like a kid at the ice cream counter. She couldn't help but laugh, and at the sound he cocked his head at her, grinning.""

Pre-S1 Mulder's life is looking up: he's found a basement filled with answers for his sister, and a partner that returns his romantic overtures.

Keep Me Here

""I can smell it. Steak. What's the occasion?"

Any other man in the world wouldn't have noticed her gaze shift, her jaw muscles clench ever so slightly. 

Any other man but Fox Mulder wouldn't have registered these things.""

Diana is about to leave; but Mulder sweeps in and announces he's found questions and answers in the files. She puts it off for now.

Something Strange

""Her flight here had been quicker than the one she'd left town on. The airport was cleaner, and security was a little tighter. The economy was better and the news was more upbeat.

This was returning, she thought. Coming back to find things changed. Better, she thought in the cab that had new license plates and had been made in 1994. Worse, too, she thought when the driver turned on the radio and a song with cursing lyrics and too much bass filled the car.""

Diana is back in town in time for the events of The End.

I saw the mountain in the back come a tumblin'

""She kicked her shoes off, shoes that had bloodstains on them, shoes permanently ruined by a foolish quest for the truth....

She only had one other pair with her, though, and they weren't even the comfortable kind.

She hadn't expected to stay here. Or hadn't wanted to. One of the two.""

Post The End Diana believes she's the hero, vainly trying to get around Skinner's concealment of Mulder's location while battling the disrespect from Krycek and CSM.

Kelly Keil’s (FFN) 

155 Words - Blue Christmas in July

""Fox, I'm in the middle of something." Files cover the table before her, threatening to push a poinsettia onto the floor. "Can't it wait?""

Pre-S1 Diana rebuffs Mulder's mistletoe overtures; and later lives to regret it.

winter baby/typicrobots's

Trival Things

""Her new apartment is unfamiliar and cold, with a couch that casts strange shadows in the dark. She bumps into the coffee table too often. It's not in the right place.

Fox leaves messages on her answering machine. They start off worried, then gradually evolve into angry.""

Pre-S1 Diana leaves; and feels sorry for herself afterwards.

@i-gaze-at-scully’s (Ao3)

Prequel (Ao3)

""Eventually, he laughs again. He stops watching them ritualistically and starts popping them in when he wants to unwind.""

Pre-S1 Mulder's movie collection was what was left of Diana; and he rewatches every day to "reclaim" them.

Departure

""Leaves for work in the morning before he wakes, leaves no note. She takes the suitcase from their closet and slowly fills it, returning it to its hiding place each day a little fuller.

Folding the blouse she was wearing the first day she met him, she closes her eyes and whispers to herself. I am not a coward. She makes herself believe it.""

Pre-S1 Diana watches as Mulder silently retreats to his bedroom after her breakup news.

@scullywolf’s (Ao3)

Fictober Drabbles - Day 3

""Diana once remarked how appropriate it was that his office was in the basement. “The Fox’s den” she called it, and he blushed and thought her so clever. Infatuation will do that; if anyone else had said it, he’d have rolled his eyes.""

Pre-S1 Mulder's infatuation with Diana turns to a bitter sting when she leaves. Then Scully knocks.

Fictober Drabbles - Day 27

""She’d heard the stories, of course. Old habits die hard, don’t they, Fox? But once she’s actually back and able to see things for herself, she doesn’t get it. Agent Scully is pretty, certainly, but she’s hardly his type. Maybe it’s all just baseless gossip after all.""

Diana is torn between believing the rumors and being completely puzzled by Mulder and Scully's behavior.

astronaught's necromance

""And then the dead started writing back.

This was the crux of Fox Mulder’s interest of course, and the reason that he and Diana were in Albuquerque that summer. There were an astonishing number of X-Files that featured either automatic writing or spirit communication or both, but Horace Steel’s was one of the few that seemed to have any credibility. You encountered a lot of schizophrenia in parapsychology, it being the go-to diagnosis for people who saw and heard things that they shouldn’t. The correct diagnosis, more often than not. And if it wasn’t that, it was any number of other increasingly obscure psychoses. But Horace Steel’s chart mentioned only the hypergraphia and post-traumatic stress.

“Oh I never told them about the dead,” said Horace softly. “I learned my lesson.""

Post Redux II Mulder is stalling any further moves with Scully, nervous to "lose" after having almost lost her so recently. As they autopsy and investigate their way through an unsolved case, he recalls an early X-File he had investigated when Diana was still around-- the man who was committed after writing letters during and post WW II.

@admiralty-xfd's (Ao3) sneak peek

""Part of him had wanted to see her again someday. He wasn’t sure why. They weren’t compatible anymore, and Diana had made that very clear before she walked out on him.

But something between them remained unresolved. He might have never realized or been affected by it all this time but here it was, here she was, standing in front of him again in the flesh after so many years of forgetting.

He’d wanted to forget.""

The End Mulder freezes up when Diana returns; and tries (vainly) to keep her and Scully away from each other.  

zulu’s Folie a Deux

""No one guessed the cost of her vigil. In a conspiracy of thousands, each conspirator is still alone. The magicians had ushered Diana past the curtain. She had learned the operation of the great machines that bellowed for attention, the projector that threw up faces for people to blame. She had watched the light and shadow show for years; she knew how much was real, how much was fabrication. The women she studied lived in ignorance, and never truly saw her.

Dana Scully was different. Puppet strings bound her hand and foot. They pulled her in so many directions she was nearly torn apart, but time after time she found a place to stand and be strong. She could see that the magicians were charlatans; she was closer than she knew to the secrets. Diana, for her part, had spent too long guarding them. She'd traded too much for knowledge, and the greatest price of all were the days when the bargain seemed fair.""

Diana mastered the art of invisibility; but is shocked that Scully "sees" her. (I usually stop reading after she deflects Scully's confrontation, because it becomes an AU after that.)

Christine Leigh’s (Ao3, LiveJournal) The Man Who Got Away

""He's the man she never wanted to let go, and now that she has him back in her sight, she must be extremely cautious. She's known him better than anyone and is well aware that he will smell the lie on her as surely as he must the Chanel No. 5 she wears if she isn't careful of every move in this game. That he is still here and as obsessed as ever with the X-Files is something that, while not coming as a complete surprise when the assignment had been laid out in detail for her, did seem a delicious bonus to the job."" 

The End Diana thinks she can waltz in and take Mulder right back, stinging poor little Scully's heart in the process.  

@thescullyphile’s (Ao3) Succession

""Dull waves of emotion washed over her as she stared up at the ceiling, anger and hurt and disappointment settling as an almost tangible heaviness as she thought back to that hospital room, the moment when Diana Fowley had taken Mulder’s hand, and he had let her. Scully’s distress was more of a deep ache than a smarting pain, and the urge to cry was curiously absent.""

The End Scully is processing Mulder's weird loyalty to Diana.

@lepus-arcticus​‘s 30. Interlude

""Despite everything she’s read about what he’s been through, what he’s done, he’s still so good, good to his core. Incorruptible, more powerful in his convictions than ever. He fills the room with his heat and intensity, like a wildfire, like sunlight. His capacity for forgiveness staggers her, his open, affectionate touches, his familiar, intimate gaze. She almost wishes he was angry, almost wishes she had to work harder for it. Foxes shouldn’t be this easy to trap.  That new partner of his is a little she-wolf too, all scowl and shadow, and Diana thinks she’d like her in a different, better life."" 

The End Diana is completely wrapped up in her sycophantic perspective as she surveys her ex and his new partner.

EPurSeMouve's Lunch

""Two little girls, with heads of brown and red, fighting over a doll, pulling back and forth on his plastic loafers, his suit-clad shoulders. Back and forth, back and forth - until the brown-haired girl stops.

"He belongs with me. We're the same. It was always meant to be."

And in that one second of distraction, she pulls the doll free.

Her smile is not so innocent.""

Diana takes Scully out for lunch, stabbing her and trying to assert an upper hand. Scully is not to be outmaneuvered.

Enjoy!

#txf #x-files #xf fanfic #fic #Collector's Edition #mine #Maidenjedi #Kelly Keil #winter baby #spooky alien #astronaught #admiralty-xfd #admiralty #zulu #Christine Leigh #thescullyphile #lepus-arcticus #EPurSeMouve #scullywolf #Diana Fowl(ey) Play #Part I #the x files #S1-S5

[steddiesupportgroup]

Okay hear me out, musical prodigy Eddie. Just like Robin, his ears are little geniuses; he taught himself to play guitar just by listening to his favorite songs over and over again. Throughout school he’d sneak into the music room and skip class to play piano. At first he can’t read music for shit, but it doesn’t take long for him to remember which keys make what sound and how to turn every one of them into a song. String instruments are his favorites- he picks up violin, cello, bass, and harp with such ease it’s almost scary.

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Only a couple of his friends know about it and maybe they think classical instruments are kind of lame, but a couple of the band kids find him at it one day and he’s like “Shit, I’m not supposed to be here,” but they start losing their minds over it. They toss him every instrument, including wind and brass, just to see if he can pick it up and are thrilled when he can. They give him tips, invite him to practice with them and word gets around amongst the band kids that Eddie “the Freak” Munson has freakishly good ears and can learn any instrument in about fifteen minutes.

They beg him to join band (especially Robin, even though she’s super jealous) but the band teacher won’t have it because even though Eddie’s fantastic, he still takes everything up to level 100. He likes to perform, he wants to make people gasp and laugh so he plays Winter- the Four Seasons by Vivaldi on violin and walks all over the chairs, knocks over music stands and head banging as much as he can. He’s still all leather and spikes and if classical music wasn’t metal as fuck before, it sure is now.

He only plays soft quiet things, coming up with his own music on the spot, when he sneaks in to play by himself. He’s definitely not allowed after school hours but he doesn’t care and neither does anyone else. He bangs on the piano with lightning fast fingers, his eyes closed and head tossed back and he’s in his element. Robin says that if he’d come from a rich family he would’ve been famous, but Eddie doesn’t care. It’s probably more fun to make the band kids go crazy than play for a bunch of rich, stuffy assholes, anyway.

Bonus points if Steve walks by the band room one night after basketball/swim practice and sees Eddie going at it on his own. No one needs to know if he watches through the window and hears him play through the crack in the door.

#this got a little out of hand but I’ll be thinking about it for the rest of the day #idk anything about music but feel free to add on if you do! #also I did play violin for a second when I was a kid #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson #robin buckley #music prodigy!Eddie #steddie #stranger things 4

[penig]

It must be Leap Year or something. Ailell took Coyote on a date to a new community lot I made for winter and bad weather and also for profit: The World Stage has a stage with the usual assortment of drums, guitar, bass, and piano downstairs, and a violin upstairs, so everybody who's obsessed with playing music for tips can do so and also make money to meet the needs of their expanding households.

Anyhow, Coyote said yes. (She does not have claws; there's just a problem with the mapping on that dress.)

#Sims 2 #Eden's Land

[mercurygray]

also *slides a big hefty tip over the bar* melody with band au! dick and Joan like I need more of it

He had a good idea she'd be alone.

Everyone else had hit the town for a night of parties and adoring fans, but Joan was still here in the back of her trailer, long legs folded onto the long bench seat and a burnt orange caftan hanging loose around her shoulders, a notebook in her lap.

She looked up when he knocked on the wall, trying not to startle her. "Mr. Winters. Shouldn't you be out on the town with everyone else?"

"Came to …see how you were doing," he offered, taking a further step inside, hands in his pockets.

Joan scoffed and sat up a little straighter. "How I'm doing? I'm the reigning goddess of rock and roll. What do I care about one stupid groupie who's screwing my boyfriend?"

There she was - the face for the press corps, Joan Warren the Ice Queen, the Goddess on the Hill. Dick almost smiled and pressed on. "But how are you doing?"

She looked at him and her shoulders softened a little, some of the ice queen slipping away. "I think you're the first person to actually want the answer to that question."

Yeah, that tracked. Everyone else would have been worried about the tour and a million other huge things that…really didn't matter. "I'll admit, it's a little self-centered. If we stop the tour I'm out of a job. But I like…like playing with you all. It's a good group. And I just -" he paused. "I hope you're all right. That you're taking care of yourself."

"Thank you, Mr. Winters." She looked genuinely grateful. "And I'm…I'm doing fine."

"You could call me Dick, you know," He offered, with a shrug. "Everyone else does."

"Dick, then." She glanced out the window and down at her notebook. "Stay a while, if you like. You can move those papers, they're not important."

He nodded and took a look at the pile on the bench seat near her - a few papers flew out and fluttered to the floor as he tried to move the stack - faces and eyes, all rendered in stunning detail in pencil. "I don't think I knew you were an artist."

Joan nodded. "That's what I was studying, before we got picked up by the label. Still do it sometimes to help calm down, in between writing songs."

"May I?" She didn't seem to be hiding it, the way people hid things they were ashamed of, so he allowed himself a look, paging through sketch after sketch - people lounging on a lawn, various band members at their instruments. "They're really good." He held one up so she could see it. "This looks exactly like Harry."

She shrugged it off, but there was something in that smile - the same smile she'd done when they'd topped the charts, or sold out a stadium. Pride. Well, why shouldn't she be? The talent was honestly earned. "Harry's easy, I've been drawing him forever. Be a challenge to do someone I don't see every day."

"Do me, then." She looked tenative, and he decided to press his luck. "Rumor has it you like challenges."

She grinned at that, flipping over a page in her sketchbook to a clean sheet and rearranging herself on the couch. "All right, then. Turn towards the window. And sit - no, don't move, just like you were before. Leaning."

He did as he was told, moving his arm to the ledge, tilting his head until she liked his profile. The light back here was soft, a nice compliment to the smell of incense. There were lots of pictures back here, he realized - of Joan and Marj, Joan and Harry, hell, even Joan and Kurt, high up on a wall. Her tribe, he realized. All the people who tell her she's not alone. That she's someone beyond what the producers and the fan mags say.

He realized having her stare at him in silence was getting to him. "So, is it like songwriting? Or -"

"Drawing? No. Song's got…parts to it, melody and lyrics and a bass line. A sketch is - always the whole. You can do a part of it wrong, but - no one can come in and fix your sketch, the way a song can be fixed. A sketch is always your own, and no one else's." She glanced back up at him. "Here, wait, you moved."

She set her pad down and got on her knees to reach forward and turned his face towards her. For a moment her hand lingered on his jaw. He couldn't help himself - he turned his face towards her hand and kissed her fingers. The next thing he knew she was astride his lap kissing him, pushing him back down across the bench seat, her caftan floating around them like a cloud, and his whole body was electric, like he were a guitar she were playing a solo on, her hips rubbing against his jeans. His hands were full of her shoulders, of her back, of her ass, and she was kissing his neck just long enough for him to murmur Joanie.

And just like that, she stopped, and stared down at him, breathing heavily, eyes aflame. "Why are you making this easy?" What do you really want, her eyes asked. Just to say you fucked Joan Warren in her tour van - make another notch on a bedpost somewhere?

He didn't really have an answer, in the moment. There were too many good ones. He settled for the one that made him angriest. "Kurt deserves to be cheated on." He deserves to be dumped, actually, but I know I'm not that big of a prize. Because I like you, and I want you, if I don't deserve you either. "I'm nobody," he said, quietly. "Just a guy with a guitar. Who'd believe me?"

It's nothing, he wanted to say, this is nothing, just two people having fun, but that felt like a lie, and she didn't deserve more of those. You deserve to be happy - to not feel alone. You deserve to be loved.

#i have written a thing #band au #joan warren #fun with dick and joan #mercurygraypresents

[bluravenite]

Any Cowboy au dusk headcanons 🤨 🎤⁉️⁉️

HEHSHJFJFJFDHAHA oKAY LISTEN we were talking about how she would be an NPC like character because she would literally just have a little cottage, herd goats and make her own fruit jams :)

She would have a couple horses, she might lend one out to you if you are doing a job for her! She mainly rides a pretty light brown mare, with white hooves. She takes her out on strolls to gather foods and go into town to sell her goods :) i would assume she trades handmade stuff and produce!!

She would love having arioch around though because she is very smol so she would ask him for help with the heavier physical work. She'd ask him for help and then offer him to make him a warm meal and some nice tea for when he takes a break, she would insist on tipping him extra money, bit if he doesn't want money, she would insist on sending him off with some fish or jam for later :)

She would bring him into the house for a little break and serve him some potato soup and he would see the piano she has and ask her if he can play (it might be a little out of tune) but she would absolutely adore to sit next to him and watch him play. Arioch would probably play a little wooden acoustic upright piano she had in the living room, although she might have a pianoforte or a harpsichord instead i haven't decided. I think she would be fond of stringed pianos and harps, she likes plucking strings (makes sense since her main instruments are bass and rhythm guitar).

She would live hosting Adria in her little shed, it's a bit cramped with extra furniture but it's a very nice cozy room and it has q small fireplace to heat up during the winter. It's right by a stream so she thinks Adria would enjoy hearing the water running throughout the night. Arioch however would probably stay in her guest bedroom, it's small and simple but she probably wouldn't mind his presence in the house, and maybe eventually he'll just stop using the guest bedroom 🤭🤭 she would definitely offer him a drink or two at night after a long day or work, especially if he's been helping her and playing the piano for her.

I HOPE THIS IS GOOD ENOUGH AHJDHDJFKG

#raven rambles #raven writes

[bergeronprocess]

The Anime I Watched in 2022

I really got into watching anime this year! Previously, I had been content to just use Funimation and Crunchyroll's free tiers and just wait a week for new episodes. But with the merger, and Crunchyroll's declaration that new shows would no longer be available at all to free users, I grit my teeth and got a premium subscription. (Hot tip, Crunchyroll - PROFILES. For the love of God, add separate profiles to an account. I share with my brother in law because he shares lots of streamers with us and it's the least we can do, but our tastes in anime are VERY different - he loves boxing/fighting/sports anime and I'm all like iyashikei/girls doin' stuff/idol anime lol.

ANYWAY. I have made great use of this paid account this year. According to my Anime Planet account, I watched 14 shows this year (ok actually 13 because it counts both cours/seasons of Spy x Family as separate shows) and I am going to reflect on each of them below.

Winter 2022

My Dress-Up Darling: Oh, this definitely belongs in the small group of shows I watched that fumbled the bag, that messed up their interesting concept somehow. In the case of Dress-Up, it's...you know. The fanservice. The blatant and inescapable male gaze on these characters, who are all minors. When they introduced the sisters, one of whom is very tall and large-chested and the other of whom is very short and small-chested, I almost tapped out then because I knew it just wasn't going to go well. And I was right! It didn't!

Here! Here's a great video by The Anime Tea that talks about this issue. It got age restricted a while ago, which should tell you everything you need to know about this show - even just criticism of it that shows clips from it is enough to make Youtube go "whoa, this is only for adults."

They almost tried to handle the idea of teenage sexuality well (I recall a scene of Marin on the train reflecting on Gojo's grandpa assuming they were going to have sex and she's like "Would it be so awful if we did?" Like, no, dear, it wouldn't! Not if you both know what you want, talk about it, consent, stay safe, all that good stuff) and then they did that love hotel episode instead. ROBLOX OOF DOT MP3 10 HOURS BASS BOOSTED

Also, I just kinda didn't like how it talked about cosplay. It's like hey you can do cosplay! Yeah! But only if you modify your body to look exactly like the character! Shave your eyebrows! Bind your chest! DO BLACKFACE oh god I had forgotten about the blackface I'm going to just go outside and yell for a minute

so uhhh yeahhhh that wasn't great

the ending song is fun tho

Spring 2022

This was when I got the paid subscription lol

Aharen-san wa Hakarenai: This is hands down my favorite anime of the year. The characters are just so silly and goofy and charming and relatable. I kinda wish they had localized the name of the show so it could be a bit easier to recommend, but once I learned that hakarenai literally means indecipherable, I see that was probably a creative decision BY the localizer(s) - gosh if only they weren't rendered anonymous by NDAs/a lack of crediting, I think it would be cool to follow them on social media and see if they did a like "behind the anime" where they talk about that - and I appreciate that.

There were a couple of random and unnecessary segments with dieting and weight gain/loss discussion that could have been left on the cutting room floor, but that's literally the only bad thing I can think of. (Okay, Momo-chan-sensei was kind of A Bit Much, lol.) There's even a lovely moment with Aharen's little brother wearing her clothes and worrying about if she might be angered by it, but she reassures him and welcomes it.

My husband started watching this with me because we do physically resemble Aharen and Raidou in that I am a foot shorter than him...and he loved it! Especially when the teacher takes everyone camping and just casually drifts the hell out of her Honda minivan, smiling while all the students scream in fear. The camping episodes were very sweet. It all worked out well in the end. I started playing claw games at Round1 because of this show. I'm actually kind of good at them - I won six plushies one time.

If nothing else, please just watch this one credits scene to get an idea of the vibe.

Spy x Family (also in Fall 2022): I mean, what's to say that hasn't already been said? It's great! I recall the first couple of episodes felt a bit off to me, tone-wise - like alternately too rushed and too slow? idk - but then it found its stride. I love Yor. I love Anya. I love the Cold War Germany setting. My husband likes to watch this show with me now, to the point that I'm still sitting on last week's episode so we can watch together. I've heard the German dub is really good but haven't checked it out yet.

Deaimon: A very pretty looking show that focuses on an ugly topic - trauma - with abandoned child finding and bonding with a new family while still pining for her old one. I learned a lot about wagashi from this show and I like how it didn't end with everything all tied up in a pretty little bow. That feels more realistic. Much as we may have wanted Itsuka to have a teary reunion with her dad and for everything to happily fade to black, that's not what real life is like.

Also I literally only just learned that Maaya Sakamoto did the opening theme?! How did I not notice that lol I was truly just going to the show's Anime News Network page to refresh my memory about how the season ended. Wow, a theme song by one of the GOATs of anison!

Healer Girl: A magical girl show that isn't grimdark!!! In fact, it's wholesome and uplifting! The idea of a world where singing can heal people, and is used alongside Western or Eastern medicine for patient care, just hooked me in from episode 1. I'm not a big musical person, but if you are, I think you will especially appreciate the times when, like, the girls all sing instead of just having a spoken conversation. The songs are very pretty. I love how it came full circle with Kana both being healed and doing healing on a plane. Just the perfect encapsulation of like, hey, you studied hard, you got licensed, you can do this thing now, and you do it, and you feel like you're on top of the world.

I definitely recommend this one too.

Heroines Run the Show: Oh look! Another show that fumbled the bag!! The concept sounded very fun, I liked the character of Hiyori so much, the two idol guys she worked with were annoying but in an "ugh will you two just kiss already" kind of way...and then they were like hey! What if we have a character so devoted and delusional that she blackmails her friend, and literally physically hurts her, because she is proximate to her faves? And what if we made the narrative decision that she was in the RIGHT to have done so? And what if all of that stuff is easily forgiven, wrapped up in a pretty little bow, like 1.5 episodes later? THAT was when I was like okay this sucks!

Love Live Nijigasaki Season 2: Niji is my absolute favorite iteration of Love Live, so of COURSE I was going to love this, and I very certainly did. I wish they could've given us a R3BIRTH song in the finale - instead we just got a pose that implies they have already formed and started performing but just offstage - but that's minor. I am glad they didn't just adapt the game's storyline exactly. Shioriko was definitely kind of a heel in the game lol.

The opening vibes feel perfect for this time of year, so hey why not just share it here!

Gosh, if only this could get a season 3 as well! (Sigh...more on that later.) But we will be getting a movie/OVA and a 4-koma style show next year, so I'll still be eatin' good. Oh, I just realized - could these two pieces of media feature a different voice actor for Setsuna? I was very sorry to hear that Tomori needed to step down, but I understand it fully and, if these shows will indeed feature someone new, I look forward to hearing her give life to Setsuna too.

Summer 2022

Love Live Superstar Season 2: This fumbled the bag for me as well. Something just felt super off about the pacing the whole time and the songs didn't really hit for me (except the ending song, which was nice and the animation for it was lovely). Either we were spending way too much damn time on training sequences or we were watching Sumire and Keke bicker. Meanwhile all Wien did was come in and say Kanon's name every so often, except at the very end when she's the one who hits us with the swerve about the canceled study abroad. (Nijigasaki handled/is going to handle the idea of a character doing study abroad so much better lol) Congrats on the unprecedented third season I guess (Sunshine would've been a much better candidate to get a third season that focuses on the six remaining members of Aqours as they navigate their new school, their new reality without the third years, etc - no the Yohane isekai fantasy show thingy coming out next year does not count as a third season, though I AM interested in it), maybe use that next block of episodes to try to flesh out these characters. Please give Kinako some flowers!

That was literally all I watched this season lol.

Fall 2022

Fall heard that summer was a blah season and was like CHECK THIS OUT and check it out I did

Bocchi the Rock: Love this show. So does everyone else, because it is GREAT! Yes, I relate to Bocchi very much, so that may have something to do with my enjoyment of it lol. But I also love seeing exactly what kind of unusual form of artistic expression the animators are going to use this week. From paper puppets to zoetropes, claymation to Evangelion-style regression, they were unafraid to try even the weirdest and most offbeat stuff - and it hit the mark every time.

Doesn't hurt that the music genuinely slaps, too. Even as an idol anime fan, I do like that this was more realistic - ticket quotas, song writers' block, indifferent audiences, the specter of alcohol abuse. It's also great to see how so many talented artists have drawn Kessoku Band in the style of famous real-life album covers.

It would be great to see these characters again in a season 2.

Gundam The Witch from Mercury: Congrats to G-Witch for bringing me back into the Gundam fold for the first time since Wing was on American TV in the late 90s/early 00s! Another universally loved show that has absolutely earned its adoration. I feel like episode 12 will just be the start of things, not the end, especially since Gundam shows usually get runs of about 50 episodes or so.

G-Witch gets a special award for not being super fatphobic too! There are multiple characters who have larger bodies and one of them is even a girl who is very popular with boys (Lilique, my sweet little cupcake. I hope to God nothing bad happens to you), which definitely is not the role usually inhabited by the fat girl. There is one scene where a guy makes a crack about another guy not being able to fit his belly into a pilot suit, but the guy literally floats down and shuts that shit down right away. The show also gets another special award for drawing Black characters in a way that does not feel uncomfortable (at least to me, and granted I am a white woman so I can only speak for my personal feelings, but still).

And the opening and ending songs are both bops too lol

I'm the Villainess So I'm Taming the Final Boss: This one kiiiinda fumbled the bag a bit what with its "what is the opposite of sakuga because that's what's going on here" animation style and its pedal-to-the-metal speedrun of the material. Plus I didn't super like the contrived memory loss plotline of the third segment. But I adore Aileen and Claude so much that I can't just say this one totally fumbled the bag. I DID buy the first 3 light novels and the first manga volume this year - now I need to dig in because from literally all accounts, everyone says those are much better.

Do It Yourself!!: Hey, it's the girls doin' stuff genre! A favorite of mine! Especially when it's also a hobby show - I was reminded of Let's Make a Mug Too, which I also enjoyed a lot. I did not super like that Purin is practically the definition of tsundere for 11.5 episodes (I was literally just yelling OH MY GOD JUST BE HONEST IT WON'T KILL YOU at my TV a few times...I don't like the concept of tsundere much lol) and they should have cast a voice actor for Jobko who was more fluent in English because frankly it was hard to comprehend her sometimes (I know Sally Amaki and Shu Uchida can't work every role, but surely they can't be the only working seiyuu with English fluency), but those were my only two issues and those are pretty minor really.

I especially liked how the club advisor got all the club alumni to pitch in and help build the treehouse when the materials were accidentally discarded - helping through the generations! While a second season would be nice here (I totally feel like the two girls who asked to tour the treehouse would've joined up, thus allowing the club to be at 5 members who actually go to Gatagata and 2 who don't), I don't think it's super necessary because the story wrapped up well.

The Little Lies We All Tell: If this had just aired in the weak summer season instead of the strong fall one, I think it would've caught on more. It's so goofy and funny (I laughed out loud at the Evangelion references) AND it managed to not do anything really gross with the concept of "This is Tsubasa, who is actually a boy pretending to be a girl because his identical twin sister wants to go to a boys' school to be near her favorite idols". Heck, there was even an episode where, due to alien magic, Tsubasa DOES temporarily lose uhh a certain body part and is like "hey this is pretty good actually, I was freaked out at first but now I'm alright".

The only "ugh, don't love this" thing was how Sekine using her psychic powers to their fullest potential temporarily gives her a large belly and she tries to avoid this at all costs. Damn, fatphobia really is literally everywhere, isn't it?

Also Chiemi Tanaka deserves the "she has the range" award for this show. Rikka usually has a very high-pitched cute girl voice, but her inner monologue often uses a deeper and more serious voice, and she effortlessly switches between the two at the drop of a hat. Look at Rina Tennoji's voice actor crushing it!

But overall, this is just a goofy little show that's kind of in the same vein as Azumanga Daioh, Nichijou, things like that, and I hate that it got overshadowed by literally everything else lol.

Woo! What a great year of anime - looking forward to 2023!

#my dress up darling #spy x family #aharen san wa hakarenai #deaimon #healer girl #heroines run the show #love live nijigasaki #love live superstar #bocchi the rock! #i'm the villainess so i'm taming the final boss #do it yourself!! #the little lies we all tell #gundam the witch from mercury

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[220429] 00ld_ami Instagram Story Update (1/3):

Q: I'm pondering if I should have dinner Our dinner

Q: Doesn't your body get swollen at night, Dami?? Any tips for keeping your body feeling light?! As long as I don't have late night meals, I don't get swollen

Q: How do you say "I love you" in Busan dialect? Eh..? I don't know dialects either

Q: How is your progress with learning the guitar recently? I started practicing again yesterday🙋‍♀️

Q: Make some noise!!!! Wow

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Q: Would you rather eat pineapples every day for the rest of your life or would you rather never have chocolate again in your life? I get sick when I eat pineapple..🤕

Q: Unnie, are you interested in bass guitar?? I totally am! Some day..!!

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[grilledcheese-aspiration]

day 4 Beatrix thought maybe it was best to pick up a musical instrument she's never played before. the zombie kindly gave her a pity-tip for being so bad lmao and then went to go play bass where he attracted a lot of other sims who were tipping him over bea.

a nice lady eventually came by to give her a 2nd tip.

beatrix has to get some kind of money soon bc winter is literally in 9 days!

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Tide and Tested: Seasonal Strategies for Saltwater Pier and Beach Fishing

Welcome to Fish Whisper, where we unite anglers in our shared passion for the aquatic world. As the seasons turn, so do the habits of the fish we seek. This expanded guide is dedicated to helping you understand how seasonal changes affect saltwater fishing from piers and beaches, providing you with the knowledge to adapt and thrive, complete with detailed strategies, bait and lure recommendations, and a commitment to conservation. Understanding Seasonal Patterns Each season brings its own set of challenges and opportunities for saltwater anglers. Learn how temperature, tides, and weather patterns play a role in fish behavior, and how you can use this information to your advantage. We delve deeper into understanding the marine ecosystem's rhythm and how it correlates with the fish's life cycle, affecting their availability and behavior. Spring Awakening As the waters warm, fish become more active. Discover the species that are most likely to bite and the techniques that can help you land the catch of the season. This section now includes a comprehensive list of springtime hotspots, detailed rig setups for versatile fishing, and a selection of the most effective baits and lures for species like flounder and striped bass. Summer Abundance Summer's bounty offers a variety of species. We'll share insights on the best times to fish and the hottest spots for a successful summer haul. Expand your summer tactics with advanced techniques such as surfcasting and pier jigging, and learn about the seasonal migrations that bring pelagic fish within reach of beach anglers. Fall Transition As fish prepare for winter, their feeding patterns change. This section will guide you through these transitions and suggest the best baits and lures to use. It now features a calendar of fall fish movements, tips for targeting species on the move, and advice on adapting to the cooling water temperatures. Winter Strategies Cold waters mean a different approach. Learn about the cold-weather species that are still available and the tactics that can help you catch them. We've added information on ice fishing techniques, safety advice for cold-weather fishing, and guidance on preserving the vitality of fish populations during the colder months. Respecting Our Environment At Fish Whisper, we advocate for respect towards other anglers, the fish, and our environment. This guide includes tips on practicing good fishing etiquette and conservation, ensuring that our fishing habitats remain vibrant for generations to come. Discover ways to get involved in local conservation efforts and learn about sustainable fishing practices that help protect our marine biodiversity. Join the Community “CLICK HERE” Share your own seasonal strategies and stories on our Message Board, and connect with fellow enthusiasts. Together, we can continue to learn and grow in our fishing adventures. This section now includes a gallery of community catches and stories, highlighting the experiences that make fishing a lifelong adventure for so many. Seasonal Gear Guide Choosing and maintaining the right gear is essential for a successful fishing experience. This new section provides a seasonal guide to selecting the best gear for your fishing needs, from rods and reels to clothing and accessories, along with maintenance tips to keep your equipment in top condition. Read the full article

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Burley Outdoors Blog: Pre-Spawn Bass Fishing – Tactics and Tips

By Max & Danielle Hello, fellow anglers and outdoor enthusiasts! Max and Danielle here from Burley Outdoors, bringing you an in-depth look into the thrilling world of pre-spawn bass fishing. As the icy grip of winter loosens and water temperatures in Minnesota gently climb, signaling the bass to embark on their journey from the deep, frigid sanctuaries to the shallower spawning grounds, we find…

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best winter fishing in florida

best winter fishing in florida

Winter fishing in Florida is a favorite pastime for anglers seeking mild weather, diverse fisheries, and the opportunity to catch a variety of fish species. The Sunshine State's waters remain relatively warm during the winter months, providing an ideal environment for both freshwater and saltwater fishing. Whether you're casting your line in rivers, lakes, or coastal waters, Florida offers a plethora of options for anglers looking to experience the best of winter fishing.

Saltwater Fishing: Florida's extensive coastline, including the Atlantic Ocean and the Gulf of Mexico, offers exceptional saltwater fishing opportunities during the winter. Key target species include:

Redfish: These hard-fighting fish are available year-round, but winter can be an excellent time to target them inshore, especially in the Mosquito Lagoon and Tampa Bay areas.

Trout: Speckled trout are prevalent in the winter months, and you can find them in both shallow and deeper waters. Areas like Charlotte Harbor and the Indian River Lagoon are known for winter trout action.

Snook: While snook are typically associated with warmer months, you can find them in deeper, warmer waters during Florida's winter. Bridges and inlets are popular spots for winter snook fishing.

Sheepshead: Known for their distinctive teeth, sheepshead are abundant inshore during the winter. They are often found around structures like docks, bridges, and oyster bars.

Freshwater Fishing: Florida's lakes, rivers, and freshwater systems also offer fantastic winter fishing opportunities. Popular freshwater targets during the winter include:

Largemouth Bass: Florida is renowned for its trophy bass fishing. Lakes such as Lake Okeechobee and the Everglades are prime locations for winter bass fishing.

Crappie: Winter is an excellent time for crappie fishing in Florida. Lakes like Lake Toho and the St. Johns River are known for producing sizable crappie during the colder months.

Bluegill and Sunfish: These species remain active in Florida's freshwater bodies throughout the winter. Anglers can enjoy panfishing in various lakes and ponds.

Tips for Successful Winter Fishing:

Time of Day: In winter, fish may be more active during the warmer parts of the day. Consider fishing during mid-morning to early afternoon for optimal results.

Slow Presentation: Coldwater temperatures can slow down fish metabolism. Use a slower presentation for lures and bait to entice bites from lethargic fish.

Target Structures: Fish tend to seek warmth and cover during the winter. Focus on structures like docks, bridges, deeper channels, and areas with natural sun exposure.

Adjust Baits: Choose baits that mimic the natural prey of the target species. Shrimp, mullet, and small baitfish patterns are often successful in saltwater, while soft plastics and jigs work well for freshwater species.

Regulations and Conservation: Before heading out, it's crucial to be aware of fishing regulations, size limits, and bag limits for the species you intend to catch. Florida has strict regulations to ensure sustainable fisheries and the conservation of its diverse marine and freshwater ecosystems.

#BEST WINTER FISHING IN FLORIDA #WINTER FISH IN FLORIDA #FISH IN FLORIDA

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Expert Winter Fishing Tips | Bass Fishing

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Top Techniques for Bass Fishing

It's impossible to cover all the techniques in a single article due to their vast number. However, we'll mention a few and provide references for more detailed discussions on the subjects.

Using Spinnerbaits near wooden cover. One of the simplest baits to use for bass fishing is the spinnerbait. All you need to do is attach one and cast it out, then reel it in. If you're in shallow water, opt for lighter spinnerbaits and fish at a quicker pace. Conversely, in deeper waters, heavier spinnerbaits are preferable, and you can reel them in slowly to catch less active bass.

However, a spinnerbait is relatively snag-free when used around wooden cover, and if the water is clear or even murky, the spinnerbait provides a vibration that bass can detect when visibility is low. During spring, using a Colorado blade spinnerbait around shallow wood is an excellent method to hook large bass. Pay attention to cover, water clarity, and quickly move from one spot to another.

Frogs on dense vegetation. During the hotter seasons, when the grass is at its peak, a frog can successfully lure bass from their hiding spots. Regardless, it's one of the most enjoyable catches in bass fishing. So, equip yourself with a sturdy rod, a braided line, and your preferred hollow-bodied frog. Then, simply manipulate it with brief jerks of your rod tip to make the frog create a splash on the vegetation surface, attracting the bass upwards. The best advice is to pause for a moment after the bite before pulling with such force that you risk breaking the rod.

Utilizing Ned Rigs and Shaky Heads in transparent water. When you're casually fishing along the shoreline and there's not much observable cover. There's still stuff beneath the water. However, if the water is quite clear, bass can be easily scared. With a lightweight Ned Rig or shaky head, you can attach a small plastic worm to a jighead, make extensive casts, and gradually crawl, hop, and jiggle your worm to lure bass. Shaky heads and ned rigs attract a lot of bites from fish of all sizes.

Utilizing Drop Shot Worms in deep clear water bodies. When fish become wary due to overfishing or frequent use of forceful techniques, a drop shot can significantly increase your catch. The trick is to minimize its movement. Gently drag it until it reaches a rock or stump, then maneuver it around the obstacle. Continue dragging it along. This method is also effective for catching suspended fish by simply lowering it to their level and keeping it absolutely motionless.

Utilizing Texas Rigged Plastics for fishing in cover. To increase your bass catch, it's advisable to master the Texas rig technique with plastic worms. You can use this method in various environments such as grass, wood, docks, etc. The versatility of a plastic worm is unmatched. Simply cast the worm and use your rod to lift it and let it drop. Repeat this process, ensuring to take up any slack before lifting it again. During winter, this method may be less effective, but jigs and craw trailers can be used as an alternative to catch the same fish.Master the Art of Knotting. A crucial aspect of bass fishing is the ability to change lures and tie strong knots. Remove your current lure and experiment with another, but always ensure your knot is secure. If you've caught several fish or navigated through tough cover, inspect your line and tie a new, sturdy knot. To familiarize yourself with the best knots, refer to our comprehensive guide on fishing knots.

Source: https://www.wired2fish.com/bass-fishing/how-to-catch-bass-easy-bass-fishing-tip

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