#I literally had a dream about him last night

[holylulusworld]

Every Breath you take (21)

Summary: There is a shadow following you. He doesn’t know what he got himself into.

Pairing: Stalker!Bucky Barnes x fem!Reader

Warnings: a man out of time, secret admirer trope, “crazy” reader, fluff, domestic life

A/N: You all made me do it! Here’s the series to this random idea: Stalker Bucky & Crazy Reader

Catch up here: Every Breath you take (20)

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Three months later, you and Bucky found a rhythm, literally. You’re slow dancing together, swaying to one of his favorite songs. Resting your head against his chest, you close your eyes and let Bucky guide your body.

Dancing aside, you found a rhythm to follow for your future together.

Trust is the key. You promised each other to have faith in your relationship. Bucky and you are in this together.

Maybe you started your relationship the crazy way, but this doesn’t mean it won’t last. His obsession and your level of devotion match.

You sigh, remembering all the nights you spent tangled in each other over the last months, as you sway.

“Doll, are you hungry?” Bucky murmurs, bringing you out of your daydreams. You place your head on his chest, smiling as you can hear his heartbeat. “We could have a snack, or do you want to cook together?”

You blink your eyes open and lift your head from his chest. “Hmmm…” you nod and rest your head back against his chest. “We could cook together again. Maybe we won’t burn it this time.”

“That wasn’t my fault,” he chuckles. “You distracted me with your wandering hands. How can a man resist if you call him sweet names and touch him like you do?

You giggle. Bucky is putty in your hands, and you love it. Both of you touch-starved to an extent; you can’t keep your hands to yourself most of the time.

Maybe it’s only the honeymoon phase, but you believe it’s more than this. Bucky and you are meant to be together; you just know it.

“We have the vegetables from the farmer’s market, chicken, and lots of cheese. Let’s look online if we find a good recipe.”

“You forgot the plums,” Bucky teases because you love to steal his favorite fruits. “Lots of them, baby doll. We can eat them for dessert.”

“Oh, I found a nice recipe for a plum cobbler with whipped cream. It sounds deliciously, Bucky. We could try to make it too. It’s not hard to make.”

“Do not forget, we are beginners,” Bucky jokes. “We don’t want to burn down the house.” He chuckles when you look up at him and stick your tongue out. “Last time you ended up burning the dishtowel.”

“That was an accident,” you point out. “Accidents happen, Bucky. Especially in the kitchen. We have to be more careful while cooking from now on. No distractions this time.”

“No more distractions,” Bucky nuzzles your hair. “I promise to not fall for you. I’ll focus on cooking, not my sexy girlfriend. He gropes your ass with both hands and purrs your name. “Let’s find a recipe, doll.”

“Wow! We made it,” Bucky hums while happily tasting the food you made. It doesn’t look bad. “Hmm... the cheesy chicken and vegetable pasta bake recipe you found is great.”

“I knew you’d like it.” You smile happily. Cooking with Bucky was fun. He even cracked a joke and told you a little more about his past. Mostly from his childhood, and how he loved to watch his mom cook. “We should do this more often.”

Bucky smiles. This is exactly what he had dreamed of for so long—sharing his life with someone he loves and filling the home he built with love.

All he misses is a little one running around your home. There is plenty of time to talk about children with you, too. For now, he must be patient and wait for the right time to ask you to have his child.

He’ll propose first, of course. Bucky is still a gentleman out of time. He won’t fill you with his baby without putting a ring on your finger.

“I’m so full,” you say, and rub your belly. “I bet that’s how you feel when pregnant.” You pat your belly, giggling. “What do you think, Buck?”

Bucky stares at your belly. He licks his lips, imagining you all swollen with his child. Something else stirs in his belly than hunger—or rather, a different kind of hunger. “You think so?” His voice is a little rougher when he looks at you. “Do you think you’ll like feeling a baby inside your belly?”

“Bucky,” you purr his name. You crook your finger to lure him in. “Do you want to have a baby one day?”

“Yeah—” he husks. “So bad. I can see you all swollen, breasts leaking milk. I’d rub your belly while…”

You whimper and shift in your seat. “Uh—we don’t have to have one right now, but…” You smirk and pucker your lips. “I’d like you to breed me tonight…”

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[luverleaver]

it’s a josh day for me

[somegrumpynerd]

It was one of the rare nights that Nightmare decided to actually retire to his room for the night. He didn't need sleep, with enough flow of negativity he could easily survive without it, but sometimes it was nice to just lay down and rest.

He had a dream. They were rare too, if only because he slept so infrequently, but this particular one was common for him when he did. It was about killing Dream. The ongoing war between them was constant on his mind, so it made sense it would invade his unwaking hours as well. In it, he finally managed to crush the life from his twin, in the process gaining unwavering control over the entire multiverse as he watched the other's eyelights dim.

He sat up in his bed.

He was panting. His tendrils, slowly reforming from behind him, were trembling as they hung uncertainly in the air. He realised slowly as he returned to reality that he was gripping the sheets tightly with both hands.

Panic was an emotion Nightmare had rarely been on the other side of for centuries. It took him a few long moments to even identify it from within his own soul, rotten and imprisoned under the corruption. It took him even longer to identify the part of him that he had long assumed dead, which was crying out for nothing more than to cling to his brother for comfort.

For the first time in hundreds of years, Nightmare wasn't sure what he wanted anymore.

[aturnoftheearth]

someone called my mom saying she saw a cat like ours and thinks he’s hiding in the woods behind her house so here i go about to walk 5 miles in this heat. if i find my boy i am NEVER gonna let him live this down

[artheresy]

I just had a PAINFUL thought

If Huaiyan ends up playable and they end up having LCs with him on it, doesn’t have to be his signature or anything bc y’know they’ll put the Playable characters in multiple 4 star ones too

But if he ends up with LC appearances… him having a lightcone with little Yingxing would quite literally break my heart into a million little pieces

[smileysuh]

hiiii nova

I love chef Johnny 😏

I love slice of life single dad chef Johnny and his chef bestie 🥺

You do Johnny so great I miss him

Life has been so much and so busy so I haven’t kept up w all your new releases, but I always have time for my top men

I’m so happy to hear that you’re in loooove 🫶🏼🫶🏼🤭

🍵

THANK YOU!!!! I miss John too tbh- I'm so happy May got a John fic, and June will have a Hyuck centered fic with inklings of John in the periphery :)

[whumpy-wyrms]

yk i was having trouble writing tllr chapter 12 because Dew is sick with a fever in the beginning and i just,, idk felt uninspired or something because im not the biggest fan of sickfics or whatever

well now i’m sick with a fever and it’s helll so sorry Dew im gonna have to put you through this now my bad 👍👍 at least i am now inspired

if this post makes no sense it’s because my brain hurts and i’m tired 👍👍👍

[sukugo]

Ok, I need to scream this at somebody and I feel like you're the right person. WHAT THE FUCK is the deal with hayden Christensen in the early 2000s?? I don't even like men, I'm a lesbian, I don't find men attractive I don't want to have sex with them, I don't like men. But what the fuck is up with early 2000s hayden christensen?? Like what?? I'm sorry??? I want to lick him. I want to spank him and make him cry. And like.. what the fuck?? How does somebody's voice even sound like that?? How are lips even that pouty??? I want to push anakin skywalker face down into a mattress and make him fucking sob?? Anyway. Um. Why is he so fuckable? It's like completely ungodly?? And I'm sorry did I mention the voice?? Like what? What the fuck?

SCREAAAAAAMMMNNNNNN

ANON ARE U ME? DID I WRITE THIS? bc it literally feels like i lost consciousness and sent this to myself HDASJDHASJDASD

which is my way of saying GOD YEAH FUCKING MOOOOOODDD. I GET YOU SO MUCH U HAVE NO IDEA. I AM ALSO A LESBIAN WHO WANTS TO FUCK YOUNG HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN

u're so correct about everything, he's so fuckable, he's so insanely fuckable, i don't fucking get it either 😭😭😭😭😭😭 LITERALLY!! WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lick him and spank him and fuck him into a mattress while he sobs.... yeah.. yeah yeah YEAH

this man unlocks Feelings inside one that are just. crazy. lusting after a man. can u fucking believe this anon. 😭😭😭😭😭

[taegularities]

i'm hurt 🥲

[running-in-the-dark]

hmm. I'm starting to think maybe the weird uncomfortable dreams about my childhood best friend won't actually stop, no matter how much time passes 🙃

[angryborzois]

Megaphone Eve supremacy

[ox1-lovesick]

in my soobrangdan era what curse did he put on me

[mainfaggot]

nana (grandpa) on the phone and he asked me what im doing in the future in terms of my career and i started crying

[upperranktwo]

There is no character in the world that drives me more insane than Douma. That man is on another level to me

[fingertipsmp3]

Keep having recurring dreams that I’m in prison

[pwettyaura]

i haven't thought about, stared longingly at, or obsessed over gepard in way too long and my heart is famished bc of it :(