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alchemistc · 5 months ago

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Catie's Big Ass bucktommy fic rec (Part One)

So I'm not gonna lie, I have most of these fics priv. bookmarked because I HAVEN'T COMMENTED ON THEM YET AND I FEEL REALLY GUILTY ABOUT THAT. But more than one anon has asked for this and it tickles me pink that y'all like my writing enough to trust in my recs. So. Please, please, be better than I am and make sure to kudos and comment if you enjoy any of these works.

(Guys, there are SO MANY amazing writers in this fandom. So many truly breathtaking fics already. I got two hours into this and realized I was going to need to split this into parts because I have too many things to say about each of these and I want to do them all justice.)

Writers you can trust in:

@rcmclachlan /ao3 : I will sing RC's praises to the moon and back. There is something about the way RC injects humor into the tiniest of lines that makes me want to scream into a pillow until I pass out. You will see more than one of RC's fics in this list.

@kirkaut /ao3: kirkaut is the reason I jumped on this bandwagon. The unhinged spiral into LFJr obsession and the prevalence of well thought out meta and incredibly hot fic drew me in. If you are not following kirkaut, change that now.

@26-cats-in-a-trenchcoat / catfud_ohplease on ao3: Devastating prose. The ability to turn a theme on a dime and STAB YOU IN THE HEART with it. Mac owns my whole soul when it comes to really scratching that itch behind my eyelids for thematic imagery and really creative ideas for fic that aren't just run-of-the-mill smut/angst/fluff.

@devirnis / ao3: Ali only has one bucktommy fic up on ao3 but it is devine and I love it. Ali is also the only writer who has tempted me into reading buddie. This is not an indictment on buddie fandom or buddie fic writers in general, I just tend to be a one ship kinda gal and I don't really dive into fic for a ship I don't vibe with. Ali's writing has made me reconsider this position.

@beefcakekinard / thingbe on ao3: The domesticity. Literally just reread one of Rose's fics this morning and HAD to comment on it again because it made me want to fling myself to Jupiter.

(This is not a comprehensive list, but I just realized how many fics I have already bookmarked for bucktommy and I'm already under a readmore.)

Fics that make my brain go brrrr:

only fools rush in - somnum365 ( @firehose118)

Tommy lets Buck set the pace. Buck is ready for something.

Super hot and all about checking in. I've got a thing for discovering sex with a partner starting out with frottage and this delivers. The characterizations are so great.

Colin Firth Thinks You're Hot - IDontGoHereEither (@herrmannhalsteadproduction)

Buck is late for a special date night with Tommy, but he still stops to help a stranger stuck on the side of the road. Luckily, that stranger is about to help HIM.

Cute as fuck with a super fun guest star. Who doesn't want Mr. Darcy to think your boyfriend is hot?

sad girl poetic thursday night - screamlet

Date night menu: pasta primavera and emotional unpacking.

There's something about the pacing of this that sent me into a tailspin. The stream of consciousness that actually bleeds from the dialogue into the action and vice versa. Hng.

I Was Only Falling In Love - Princessfbi (@princessfbi)

Tommy in crisis mode.

There's a moment in this fic where Eddie has to pull Tommy back from the precipice of something and it lives entirely rent free in my head, forever and ever amen. The firefam taking care of Buck by taking care of Tommy.

let me count the ways - ashesandhalefire

Buck and Tommy in the aftermath of a good evening are chattier than they probably reasonably should be

There is something about this fic that feels like the witching hour is upon you, like you could live in this little pocket world Buck and Tommy have created for themselves forever. The dialogue is fantastic, and the way they communicate with each other is just *chefs kiss*

let's make it cinematic - kirkaut

Tommy helps Buck deal with some of his impotent rage in the face of the Gerrard of it all.

Listen, I do not have a praise kink. This kinda makes me wish I did.

"[...]Everything is.” He circles a finger around in the air. “It’s very spinny.” - this line of dialogue came for my fucking throat.

Sick with it - Mellow_Yellow

what if in an alternate universe babyslut Buck joined the 118 when Tommy was still in his closeted asshole era and they had a torrid affair??

The way this is a little fucked up. The way the characterizations aren't exactly familiar because they haven't aged into what we know them as in current canon. The way you can see in every broken line and every stutter step that Tommy is falling for Evan and has No Fucking Idea what to do with that. Ugh. Best Met Earlier AU I've ever read.

He blinked as Tommy walked by, eyes sliding closed again before he left. He felt a light touch on the top of his head but figured he was imagining it. He couldn’t think of anyone at the 118 who would touch him that carefully. - just absolutely fucking end me they're so good/bad for each other

A Full Body Workout - Persiflager

Tommy and Buck spend a day trying to distract Eddie from the *gestures vaguely* all of it.

The way this is so quiet in the way it shows you how Tommy and Buck care for each other. The way they are down bad but still so hyperaware of the pace they've set, the things they've talked about. The way they take care of their friend here. I'm obsessed with the tone of this one. Also, as a general theme, nothing draws me in more than well thought out dialogue, and this one has some fucking GREAT dialogue.

Your love is better than ice cream - Cecily_v, liminalmemories

An alternative meet-cute, where-in Tommy doesn’t know the 118 and decides Buck is worth it anyway. Buck is confused but figures some things out.

There is so much I love about this AU. How they meet. How their relationship progresses. How it feels glacially slow in comparison to the canon storyline but also how in character they both are. The foundation of their love in this fic is downright eatable.

just couldn't fall til we met - thingbe (@beefcakekinard)

Buck and Tommy spend a quiet morning in together.

This is the one that crossed my dash earlier today and made me eat fucking glass on reread. The closeness. The way they're both so tactile. The blink and you'll miss it hints at a life being built together. Eating this UP every time I read it.

The Premium Twunk Appreciation Society, President: Tommy Kinard - everythingremainsconnected

5 times Tommy almost faints like a Victorian maiden at the sight of Buck’s flesh, and 1 time he can do something about it.

“Hey,” Evan said, shoving Eddie out of the way and filling the screen with his playful glare, “organise bro time on your own time, I’m on the phone with– with Tommy.”

“With who?” Eddie repeated. Tommy didn’t need to see his face to hear the fondness in the mocking. “Who’s on the phone? I didn’t quite catch that.”

- They are so stupid about each other in this fic, please read it and watch steam blow out your ears at how sweet and hot and down bad for each other they are.

desire (i want to turn into you) - chthonicheart

The first time Buck’s really able to bury his face between a man’s tits, he nearly cries.

pwp but with a whole heaping of character study. HOT.

rule four (you were only waiting for this moment to arise) - middyblue (daisyblaine) [@middyblue]

Tommy has doubts.

There is a general mood to this piece that feels heavy in a way I can't quite explain. There was a weight on my chest all the way through this in the BEST way possible. The way Tommy navigates his mind and struggles to trust the little slice of peace he and Buck have carved out is just mindbogglingly beautiful.

Come Fly The Friendly Skies - RC_McLachlan (@rcmclachlan)

Buck meets their rescue mission's would-be pilot and is extremely normal about it.

"Throttling is what I'm gonna do to you if you don't shut up and let the nice man steal a helicopter for us,"

WHEN I TELL YOU I AM INCANDESCENT WITH RAGE over how funny and insightful this fic is.

Every characterization is picture perfect.

Maddie gives great hugs, but she's so small; if she had this guy's build and could basically fold Buck into her like an old blanket, they'd have to pry him out of her arms with the jaws of life.

In the back of Buck's mind, in a place he hasn't discovered, he's already picked out a venue and chosen his centerpieces. He's mentally putting together seating arrangements. This line of Buck's thoughts on Tommy Kinard told me so.

Please read this and join me in trying to destroy RC with my mind (lovingly).

little by little - MediaWhore

Buck & Tommy, during and after the wedding.

There is something so soft and gentle about this fic. The way Tommy just gives in to the exhaustion and props himself up against Buck because he knows he'll be able to take the weight (he wants to take the weight and Tommy knows it). The quiet flirting, the way they take care of one another. The jumpscare of Marge and Phil and how this fic is right at the edges of exploring that but Buck has me important priorities.

“It was badly done,” - the way this is so in character for Ma Buckley and the way it made me want to SHAKE HER TIL HER TENDONS SHATTERED AND SHE CRUMBLED LIKE A SATISFYING CASINO IMPLOSION

Soft and heartbreaking and mending all at once.

while you arranged flowers - newtkelly

Buck’s got a wedding date, but as far as today goes, he’s also got a regular one.

The way I want to wrap this Buck up tenderly and hide him from the people in his life who DON'T DESERVE HIS AFFECTION, HIS LOVE, HIS JOY.

The non-urgency of this, the absolute too-much-too-soon he's dealing with in his own mind while he grapples with the reality of seizing a second chance with both hands and getting to explore himself within the confines of a very lovely, very sweet and kind, VERY HOT man he wants to get on his knees for.

Beautiful prose, excellent dialogue, an insightful character study.

#bucktommy #bucktommy fic rec #catie's babtfr #i you happen to find yourself on here and i haven't included a tumblr link lemme know #i did my best to search profiles and beg. and end notes but i know i probably missed one or two of you #thanks nonny for pointing out my misspelling of princessfbi. 'preciate you #i'm collecting your tumblr usernames like pokemon every time i come across you in the tags. jsyk

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kakushino · 1 year ago

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🔥 smut | 💔 angst | ☁️ fluff | ⚡ short | 🦴 long

✶ 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓 𝖘𝖑𝖆𝖞𝖊𝖗 ✶

✶ 𝕲𝖎𝖞𝖚𝖚 ✶

Lady in Red, Gentleman in Black - Yandere! Giyuu x Fem! Reader (Mafia AU) ☁️🔥🦴

Be my Owner - Demon! Giyuu x AFAB! Reader (Demon pet AU) ☁️🔥🦴

Knot Enough - Werewolf! Giyuu x AFAB! Reader ☁️🔥

Giyuu getting a cramp - chubby fem! Reader 🔥

Relax - GN! Reader ☁️

The Fanboy - Tumblr writer! Giyuu x fem! Reader (Isekai AU)

I'm married, Miss - fem! Reader (post-Muzan) ☁️

Being a papa is not so bad - Giyuu as girl-dad ☁️

Talk dirty to me - AFAB! Reader 🔥

Mer AU - series

Meet cute - GN! Reader⚡

Almost - fem! Reader 💔☁️

In the dark - Yandere! Giyuu x GN! Reader ⚡

Breakfast in bed - GN! Reader ☁️⚡ When he's angry - GN! Reader ☁️⚡ Ice cream drip - GN! Reader ☁️⚡ Nibbling his thigh - GN! Reader🔥⚡ Paying the mechanic - AFAB! Reader🔥⚡ Waking up - GN! Reader ☁️⚡ Is this okay? - GN! Reader (modern AU)☁️⚡

HCs: About kids | His hair |

Part 2 of LIR, GIB - TBA

Part 2 of BMO - TBA

✶ 𝕺𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖎 ✶

I know - AFAB! Reader 🔥☁️

Sweet - GN! Reader ☁️⚡

Haiku connoisseur - GN! Reader ☁️

✶ 𝕲𝖞𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖎 ✶

Farmer hand thoughts about Gyomei 🔥⚡

Purr for me - Farmer hand! Gyomei x Fem! Reader 🔥

Control - Brat tamer! Gyomei x AFAB! Reader 🔥

Priest! Gyomei blurb 🔥⚡

Lost - TBA

✶ 𝕶𝖞𝖔𝖏𝖚𝖗𝖔 ✶

Kyojuro's first 🔥⚡ Extra credit 🔥⚡ Tongue-tied🔥⚡ Rising sun ☁️⚡ Cold? ☁️⚡ You're so sweet, aren't you? ☁️⚡

Rebuilding the ruins of castle Me - series ☁️💔

Would you love me if I were a worm?☁️💔⚡

Not like this ☁️💔⚡

TBA

Kyojuro with reader in their 30s ☁️⚡

✶ 𝕿𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖓 ✶

First... or fourth? - AFAB! Reader 💔🔥🦴 Burden... or asset? - Fem! Reader (Part 2 of FOF) 💔🔥☁️🦴

Hunt - Werewolf! Tengen x Bunny! AFAB! Reader 🔥

Stay still - GN! Reader (modern AU) ☁️⚡

Short thoughts: Soulmates 💔 |

Farmer boy thoughts about Tengen - TBA Pedestal - AFAB! Reader, modern AU - TBA

✶ 𝖒𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖚𝖘 ✶

Fortune in misfortune - Yoriichi x GN! Reader ☁️⚡

Like a Rookie - Shinjuro x GN! Reader ☁️⚡

Protective - Akaza/Hakuji x GN! Reader☁️⚡

I need to kiss you - please - Sanemi x GN! Reader ⚡

Fuck me - Genya x Fem! Reader 🔥

Riding Douma - Douma x AFAB! Reader 🔥⚡

Can't take it? - Sekido x GN! Reader 🔥⚡

I like you best when you're quiet - Aizetsu x GN! Reader 🔥⚡

Look me in the eye and say it again - Gyutaro x GN! Reader 💔⚡

✶ 𝕸𝖔𝖔𝖓 𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖆 ✶

Color-changing sword - no pairing, GN! Reader, prologue

Clingy and relentless - Giyuu x AFAB! Reader 🔥☁️ Kuri Manju - Giyuu x AFAB! Reader bonus chapter 🔥

✶ 𝕯𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖔𝖓 ✶

PE teacher! Giyuu x Chubby Fem! Reader - WIP

PE blurb 🔥⚡

✶ 𝕸𝖎𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘 ✶

✶ 𝕵𝖚𝖏𝖚𝖙𝖘𝖚 𝕶𝖆𝖎𝖘𝖊𝖓 ✶

The Queen - Sukuna x Fem! Reader

Stay still - Geto x GN! Reader (crack fic)⚡

We just got started though - Yuuji x GN! Reader ☁️⚡

Updated: 17th of September 2024 All dividers and MDNI banner I use were made by the amazing @benkeibear Do not copy and paste my works to any other platform. Do not steal my work.

#desi the blue eyed kakushi #desi the blue eyed kakushi's masterlist #kakushino #kakushino's masterlist #masterlist

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parmahamlarrie · 5 months ago

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Welcome back to another post for the directory of fic recs on my blog! If you would like a specific theme or trope, let me know! As always, these are all fics I have read and loved, not all the fics out there. You can find more Famous/Non-Famous fics here! **This post will be updated as I have more fics in this theme to recommend!**

Tired Tired Sea || @mediawhorefics || 113.3k Famous/Non Famous, Lighthouse Keeper Louis, Famous Singer Harry, Slow Burn, Past Alcoholism, Hurt/Comfort, Angst

Face Your Fears || @sadaveniren || 92.2k Omegaverse, Baker Harry, Famous/Non Famous, Misunderstandings, KidFic, Mpreg, Slowburn, Angst

In A Twinkling || @jacaranda-bloom || 89.2k Christmas Fic, Famous/Non-Famous, Self-Growth

begging for you to take my hand (wreck my plans, that's my man) || hemakeshimstrongx || 70.1k Famous/Non Famous, Rockstar Louis, Photographer Harry, Touring, Established

Turning Page || purpledaisy || 67.9k ** Famous/Non Famous, Ex-Footballer Louis, Actor Harry, Summer

I was yours (I wish you were mine) || @harruandlou || 56.2k ** Famous/Non Famous, Exes to Lovers, Dyslexia, Librarian Harry, Rock Star Louis, Summer

Hooked with Just One Taste || @dinosaursmate || 48.5k Cam boy Louis, Famous Harry, Sex Toys

And Now I Date Cate's Brother || @sunflouwerhabit || 46.6k Famous/Non Famous (ish), Pop Punk Louis, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Long Distance

Until || @allwaswell16 || 38.2k Cowboy Harry, Famous/Non-Famous, Songwriter Louis, Side Shiall

Bitter Ends Turn Sweet Series || @allwaswell16 || 34.3k Exes to Lovers, Kidfic, Famous/Non Famous, Chicago, Song Fic

A Hungry Heart || @jacaranda-bloom || 27.6k GBBO AU, Famous/Non-Famous, Fluff/Smut/Humor

Something To Remember || @parmahamlarrie || 25k Soulmate AU, Famous Harry, Writer Louis, Travel, Hawaii

Suddenly They’re Right || sapphichug || 22.3k Famous/Non-Famous, Professor Louis, Friends with Benefits, Pining, Feelings, Therapy

Whirlwind || dolce_piccante || 21.3k Famous/Non-Famous, Actor Harry, Teacher Louis, Childhood Friends to Lovers

Answer All Your Wishes Verse || @sadaveniren || 19.1k Mpreg, Famous Louis, Non-Famous Harry, Kid Fic

Your heart can love again || sloganeer || 18k Older Louis, Famous Louis, Tattoos, H works for Grimshaw

tonight’s not over (come over and stay) || @adoredontour || 17k Famous Harry, College Student Louis, Lots of Fluff

Fugue || @canonlarry || 16.5k Established Relationship, Famous/Non Famous, Kidfic, Amnesia

Hold My Heart || @a-writerwrites @phdmama || 14.3k Strangers to Lovers, Famous/Non Famous, Doctor Harry, Mile High Club

Tease You, Please You || @homosociallyyours || 12.5k Girl Direction, Famous/Non Famous, Boss/Employee (kinda), Friends to Lovers

Even As Young As You Are || @olo-gist || 12.3k Kidfic, Uncle Harry, Famous/Non Famous, Famous Harry, Nurse Louis

Come In and Change My Life || @lightwoodsmagic || 12.1k Omegaverse, Famous/Non-Famous, Mpreg, Strangers to Friends to Lovers

you're the one that I'm dreamin' of (you're the one that I love) || @suckerforhome || 11.7k ** Omegaverse, Non-Traditional Dynamics, Famous/Non Famous, Musician Harry, Make Up Artist Louis, Exes to Lovers (ish)

Be Mine? || @softfonds || 11.1k Valentine's Day, Famous/Non Famous, Fluff and Smut, Singer Louis

I Heard You Talking || @lululawrence || 10.5k Famous/Non Famous, Older Louis, Football Player Harry

Lately You’ve Been On My Mind || @lululawrence || 9.3k Famous/Non Famous, Youtuber Louis

I Remember (The Distances We Covered) || @lululawrence || 5.2k Famous/Non Famous, Soccer Player Louis, Teacher Harry

Under My Umbrella || @lululawrence || 5k Girl Direction, Famous/Non Famous

(on the edge until) you pull me in || @zjofierose || 3.1k ** Famous/Non Famous, Age Difference, Single Dad Louis, Wanker's Day

tonight he's a paradox || @daggerandrose || 2.4k ** Famous/Non Famous, Coachella, Masseuse Louis, Famous Harry

and in those rare moments || @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed || 2.1k ** Famous/Non Famous, Exes to Lovers, Singer Harry, Journalist Louis, Unique Structure

#tracksintheam #trackinghappily #trackinghome #1dsource #fic rec #fic rec list #larry fic rec #my fic rec lists #famous / non famous

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lxmbr · 1 year ago

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so ive written out a crap ton of fanfic ideas..for you to try

i genuinely don't know if I'm okay. wtf is wrong with me omg lmao

ALL OF THESE PEOPLE ARE BEAUTIFUL BEAUTIFUL WRITERS GO LOOK AT THEIR BLOGS!!

these are all Nijisanji En, mainly the boys. If it has the checkmark it doesnt mean u cant do it! if you really like it i'd still love to see it.

‼️🩷THE LINKS OF THE FANFICS I PUT ARE NOT MINE. I TAKE ZERO CREDIT. THEYRE JUST THE VERSIONS AND FICS OTHER PEOPLE HAVE DONE. IF THEYRE YOUR FANFICS, PLEASE DM FOR REMOVAL I WILL 100% TAKE THEM DOWN!! 🩷‼️

I AM NOT WRITING SMUT!! im sorry i do not feel comfortable writing smut in detail, thats just me..of course i will write suggestive things but i will not be writing smut! please refrain from requesting the smutty stuff..understand that i will ignore it.

hear me out on a lot of these okay 🥹. ive been saving them up for like a month or so now. not all of these are for everyone. if you see one you dont like, ignore it. someone else will probably do it

TAKE CREATIVE LIBERTYY!!

🔞: nsfw/smut

☁️: sfw/fluff

⭐: crack/silly

💔: angst/sad

💭: headcannons/reactions

💌: one shots

✔️: been done/I've seen one like it

‼️: in progress/im writing this!!

all gn reader and most are established relationship! and you can keep mysta, yugo, and nina in there! (although there won't be much NijiEn Girls)

⚠️IF YOU USE ANY OF THESE IDEAS, PLEASE TAG ME⚠️ not all of these are ones ive requested, again some ive just seen that happen to be similar to the idea

🔞💭Luxiem/Iluna/Noctyx seeing you in a cosplay of a character they really like/a sexy costume

☁️💭Luxiem hcs treating you on your period

fanfix - not mine!

fanfic - not mine!

☁️🔞💭Luxiem reactions(?) to you dancing competitively (for ex: kpop dances)

⭐💌☁️💭ike eveland reacting to you using some Swedish words he taught you in a sentence. (could be a curse word, a color, or a simple word to point out something. ex: balloon! or in Swedish, ballong!)

⭐☁️💌💭Noctyx hcs you crying over something silly (for ex: you lost your keys or the cat looked at you in a weird way)

☁️⭐💭💌NijiEn foreign: them reacting to you learning their native language! ‼️

☁️🔞💭Luxiems reaction to you proposing to them before they could to you

janes fanfic!

🔞💌Sitting on Vox's lap while he does his asmr steam

⭐☁️ 💌You and Ike eveland as geese (inspired by the untitled goose game stream)

☁️🔞💌When you meet meixul for the first time‼️

🔞💌💭Luxiem reacting to you touching yourself in their clothes

🔞💭💌 NijiEn boys reacting to you dry humping them

💭💌☁️ Luxiem when you fall asleep on them

🔞💭☁️ Luxiem when you have baby fever ✔️

fanfic - not mine!

💌☁️⭐ Luxiem when you want to do their hair

💭🔞💌☁️ NijiEn Boys/Merryweather/Shxtou with their puppygirl ✔️

fanfic - not mine!

☁️💭💔 Luxiem comforting you after a fight with your parents/gaurdians

🔞💌 Luxiem's favorite dirty talk

🔞💌☁️💭 Luxiems wedding night with you ✔️

fanfic - not mine!

💌☁️⭐💭 Luxiem when shu accidentally turns you into a baby for a day ✔️

fanfic - not mine!

💭💌🔞 Luxiem when you wear lingerie for them

🔞💌☁️💭⭐ NijiEn (whoever) getting high🍃 with them!

💭☁️💌🔞 Luxiem/Noctyx when they're jealous

💌🔞☁️💭 Ike eveland, feeding into his yandere tendencies (for ex: offering him to put a tracking device on you. basically just a super willing reader that encourages his unhealthy actions and urges)

🔞💌💭 The names you call Luxiem/Noctyx/iluna in bed‼️

💭☁️💌⭐ When you're luxiems oshi/vtuber crush and you guys collab for the first time‼️

💌💭☁️🔞 Luxiem when the other members purposely flirt with you to piss the other member off (for ex: ike likes u/ur dating ike, and the other members purposefully flirt with you to make him mad. and so on for the other members) ‼️

⭐☁️💭💌🔞 Luxiem coming home to you and your child (or your young cousin or little sibling. like 5 yrs old or smn) to you listening/singing/rapping to their part in hope in the dark or jazz on the clock

☁️💭⭐💌🔞 Luxiem reacting to a partner loud in bed ✔️

fanfic - not mine!

💌☁️💭🔞 Luxiem reacting to the cliche porn situation - u getting stuck in something (for ex...the washing machine lmfao) ✔️

🔞💭☁️💌⭐ Luxiem reacting to calling them senpai

🔞💭☁️💌 Luxiem when their cat!girl purrs at their affection

💭💌☁️⭐ Luxiem reacting to you having lepidoptraphobia (self insert oop)

☁️⭐💭💌 when Luxiem tells you the latest gossip

🔞💭💌 Luxiem getting aroused at the sight of your blood

I'll be adding more just try to keep up! pls post your questions ill answer them, again pretty please tag me..id LOVE to see your takes on these. ill try to update as much as possible :)

do you guys think i should write some of my own? I'd be down to write a couple..pls let me know 🥹

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8myass · 10 months ago

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୨୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅ hi, y'all! i'm new to this community and i just wanted to do a little "intro to my account" post with a bit about me and my writing! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ my name is lele, i go by she/her pronouns, and i'm 18 y/o, but i've been writing (and reading) fanfics for years. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ this is an 18+ account for the mature themes written. i know minors will read anyway, so just read responsibly and understand what you're getting into. there should be no shocker when there is smut in a smut story. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ i follow everyone back! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ will include a lot of dark content, fluff isn't my strong suit. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ works are scheduled to be posted every saturday and sunday (hopefully). `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ if you enjoy my works, please like, comment feedback, and reblog! that would be very much appreciated!! 🩵 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ requests are open! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ prompts for requests are found here, but any requests are appreciated ♡. requests will be answered out of order, so it might take a bit for me to wrack my brain of good content to answer requests! `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ anons are welcomed. `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ currents anons are: 🧺 `✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ taglist is open!

ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i won't write: strictly bxb content (i'm inexperienced, maybe i'll try it in the future, also might be on sidelines of stories), incest, mpreg, male reader for smut (as i am not male, i deem it hard to write the mc as a male. but gender neutral is okay), nothing much that i won't really write. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i do write: gxg, stepcest, age gaps (legal), infidelity/cheating, noncon (no consent given), dubcon (consent is questionable), cnc (roleplayed noncon scenarios, but it's fully consensual), bondage, any kink you can think of (no piss/shit kinks tho 😐), pegging, dom!reader, switch!reader, yandere, stalkers/stalking, gore, knife play, gun play, sensory play, branding, murder (not of mcs), omegaverse / a/b/o (never written before, i can't promise it'll be good, but i can try??), dacryphilia, unprotected sex, breeding, voyeurism/exhibitionism, blackmail, sensory deprivation, femdoms (whether this means reader or idol), g!p, anal, threesomes/foursomes/anysomes rly, orgies/gangbanging, monster fucking??? idk ig that's all for now, i'm willing to try everything at least once, i'm a rather experimental writer. if it's not listed, i will probably write it anyway lmao. ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- genres i write: smut (w or w/o plot, preferably w), fluff, angst, horror/thriller, suggestive, crack, honestly just anything (always experimenting). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- what i write: series (possibly), drabbles, oneshots (less than 4k words), fake texts, headcannons, hard/soft thoughts, full-fics (more than 4k words). ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- boy groups i write for: nct (all units; nct dream, nct 127, wayv, nct wish but only fluff for all minors), riize, seventeen, stray kids, txt. however, i'll write for any boy group! these are just the only ones that my brain typically needs no help in coming up with ideas for. male soloists can be written for as well! (ngl, i just write for anyone i feel like, so any group is open for requests) ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- girl groups i write for: (g)i-dle, aespa, blackpink, itzy, newjeans (only fluff for hyein and haerin), le sserafim (only fluff for eunchae), twice, and mamamoo. (kard can also be requested as a co-ed group, female soloists are all able to be written for as well) (i really just write for anyone, so anyone is open for requests too)

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ you can find my male idol masterlist here and my female idol masterlist here! ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ recent works: nct 2023 yandere headcannons, suicidal (yandere!felix) ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ what i'm currently working on: your touch (yandere!anton) [wip, but on hold]

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ jaehyun 2024 birthday event!! [m.list for event can be found here] (on hold)

#[ lele talks 🐝 ]#nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct u #wayv #nct wish #stray kids #riize #seventeen #txt #skz #svt #(g)i-dle #aespa #itzy #newjeans #mamamoo #twice #le sserafim #kard

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squoxle · 4 months ago

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NO BECAUSE WTF IS ACTUALLY GOING AWNN??? So many people writing smut for riki when he literally JUST turned 18? it has been just 6 months since that? like? These 'people' were DEFINITELY SEXUALISING MY BOY even when he was a minor. Imagine having whole ass 6 members to thirst over yet you still pick the one that is barely an adult? How do they even imagine him for these horrified works!? I can't see him in any other genre other than crack/fluff/angst. Thats it. BFFR are they NOT DISGUSTED by themselves.

I agree with what you're saying. But I've come to the point where I just agree to disagree with them. Because I'm not gonna change my standpoint and neither are they.

If they wanna read, write, like, share, and subscribe to Niki smut that's they're choice.

And if i want to block, share, and report Niki smut writers and their content then that's my choice.

sorry for clouding up the tags everyone...

@jakecallsmehisgoodgirl @cassmyz I'm sure you two are having fun in my comment section, but please argue privately. There are other users who have reblogged that post and they receive every notifications from it.

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jessybarnes · 1 year ago

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Hi, lovelies! Welcome to my first writing challenge. First, I want to thank each and every one of you for following me, supporting my work, and cheering me on. I appreciate and love all of you. This is the first time I have ever hosted one of these, so bear with me and I hope you enjoy it! Anyone can participate as long as you're at least 18!

Since my blog is 18+, you must be 18 years or older to participate in this event!

Along with this being a writing challenge for you guys, I will also be taking requests for mood boards, little drabbles, and more!

The official due date for you guys to submit your entries is January 1st, 2024

Below the cut will be the rules, ask game information, and prompts list!

If you have any questions please don't hesitate to message me! Have fun my loves! <3

First of all, have fun with this. I wouldn't be here if y'all didn't support me, so I want to ensure you all have a great time! There isn't really a theme to this celebration, so no need to worry there. However, there are a few rules that I request you all to follow.

Please use the read more option.

Please be sure to list all of your warnings appropriately

Please make sure this is a new piece of writing that you're submitting.

Please send me an ask or a DM telling me which prompt or prompts you'd like to claim.

Please do not submit anything that has scat, watersports, pet play, necrophilia, bestiality, self-harm, DD/LG, or underaged characters

Tag me in your stories and use the hashtag #jessybarnesreaches500

The cut-off to submit entries is January 1st, 2024

Angst:

"You can't be bitter now, this was your decision." (1/2)

"Let me go." (1/2)

"I let you in. I let my guard down, and you made me feel like I'm no good." (0/2)

"I don't forgive you." (1/2)

"You know what? Everyone was right, you don't deserve me." (0/2)

"Don't you dare leave me! Not like this." (2/2)

"You're too late." (0/2)

"I can't keep doing this, I can't keep giving you chances just for you to break my heart over and over again." (1/2)

"How could you? After all that we've been through, how could you?" (0/2)

"I don't feel like I'm worthy of you. I don't deserve you." (0/2)

Fluff:

"You did all of this for me?" (1/2)

"I swear I fall in love with you more and more each day." (0/2)

"I haven't been this happy in so long." (0/2)

"I would be honored to be your first kiss." (2/2)

"Come here and snuggle with me." (1/2)

"Kiss me again." (2/2)

"Will you sing to me?" (0/2)

"Will you marry me?" (0/2)

"That dress looks incredible on you." (2/2)

"Stop! That tickles!" (0/2)

Smut:

"That's it, baby. Take it like a good girl." (1/2)

"Look at you. You're dripping wet and I've barely touched you." (0/2)

"You'll cum only when I tell you to. Got it?" (0/2)

"Make me." (0/2)

"Maybe I need to remind you who's in charge here." (0/2)

"Don't test me, sweetheart." (0/2)

"Did I say you could stop?" (0/2)

"You look so pretty on your knees with my cock buried in your throat." (0/2)

"I'm not going to touch you unless you beg for it." (0/2)

"You're so beautiful. All spread out like this just for me." (0/2)

Send me an emoji from the list below in my ask box! It can be anonymous or not. I love interacting with you lovely people! 🥰

✍️ - Send me this emoji, a character, and if you want fluff, smut, or angst and I'll write you a little blurb!

🎶 - Send me this emoji and a character and I'll tell you what song reminds me of them!

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👀 - Send me this emoji and I'll reply with a little snippet from a WIP I'm working on!

💎 - Send me this emoji and tell me what fic of mine is your favorite and why, and I'll do the same for you!

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💌 - (Mutuals Only!) Send me this emoji and I'll write you a sweet little note!

Tagging some friends to hopefully get this seen as well as some participation 😅❤️ I'm sorry if I forgot to tag you. I'm excited and my brain is slow. Anyone can participate as long as you're 18!

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allandoflimbo · 1 year ago

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I C E P R I N C E S S 12

Pairings: Popular Girl!Reader x Outkast!Bucky

Explicit Content - Smut - NO MINORS

Summary:

Bucky Barnes is the quiet boy who gets picked on.

The Reader and her friends run with the popular crowd at Stark High.

As the Winter Ball approaches, she is partnered with Bucky Barnes for a class project. They grow close in an inadvertently secret friendship, which later turns into love.

Only catch is…she’s Steve Roger’s ex girlfriend, and before she was partnered up with Bucky, her friends had planned to use and turn Bucky into Stark High’s new it boy to try and get back at Steve; a disgusting bet.

Another catch: She’s a figure skater at the town’s arena every Tuesday and Thursday nights. Bucky works part time at the rink resurfacing the ice. The other doesn’t know.

Modern AU High School fic - later goes into adulthood.

M A S T E R P A G E - FULL SERIES

Warnings: This story will have a lot of angst, a lot of fluff, a lot of cursing, and a lot of sex. Oral, praise kink, body worship, overstimulation, etc. you know me. There will also be loss of virginity in this.

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P R E V I O U S C H A P T E R

You hear the birds before you open your eyes. Memories from last night wash over you the second you shift your arms. You feel the warm body laying next to yours.

This felt unreal.

Your eyes open slightly and you can see Bucky's back and the back of his head. A head of cute boyish dark brown hair.

You looked down, impressed that he managed to still keep his arm around you.

You didn't want to wake him up, but at the same time you both didn't want to call too much attention to yourselves in the house.

It's then that you remember that that means the girls know you didn't sleep in your room and the guys know he didn't sleep in his.

You sigh, deciding to think about that later and think about the now instead.

You felt a smile on your lips as you bury yourself more within the blankets. You moved up until your hands were against his back.

You fall back asleep for a little bit longer.

You don't know how long you're out for before you're awaken by the bed shifting up and down. You groan slightly as you stretch out your legs and toes.

Your eyes flicker open.

Bucky's sitting up on his side of the bed, but he was facing away from you.

He must've heard your little groan because he turns his head to look at you.

The second your eyes meet, a million butterflies escape into your tummy.

You can feel your cheeks burn.

He smiles at you.

He reaches over to place the phone he had been just using on the night stand.

"Hey," he says quietly. He stretches over to you and brushes one of your hair strands away from your shoulder, "sleep okay?"

You nod. You feel the tingles on your skin where he just touched you.

"Yeah. You?"

He lets out a small chuckle.

"Yeah." He says softly.

You keep eye contact as you make a grab for his hand that is still on your arm, and you take his hand, bring it to your lips, and kiss his knuckles there.

He keeps eyes contact with you the whole time.

Was this what high school sweethearts really were?

Was this both of you now?

You're convinced it has to be because you've never felt like this with anyone ever. Not even Steve.

He wasn't even close.

You felt like you were in a damn Taylor Swift song right now.

"So you like me." He says sweetly, pulling you away from your thoughts.

Both your eyes soften. He runs his thumb over your cheek.

"I do." You say.

"About last night—" he starts.

"It was perfect. Unexpected, but I'm glad it happened." You whisper.

"I'm glad it happened, too," he pulls his hand away from you and he fixes himself until he's laying on his side facing you. It's then that you notice he already has his boxers back on, "how are you feeling?" He asks.

"A little sore, but not bad."

"Good."

You move in closer to him until your hands are on his chest. He welcomes you, throwing his arm around your waist.

"I don't want to leave here yet. Can it just be us for a little bit?" You ask.

"I'd love to stay with you here," he takes in a deep breath, "but it is almost eleven AM. We're going to have to go down eventually."

"It's eleven?"

He hums a confirmation.

You lay for a few more minutes in comfortable silence.

"I'm going to need to run to the store. We can go just us together. Would give us some time alone." You say.

"Awww I'm honored. You only want to spend time with me." Bucky says, a playful tone in his voice.

"It's not that I don't want to spend time with my friends, it's just, we —we're something. I want to be with you. Not just in general, but today."

You feel a finger under your chin and you tilt it up to where it guides you.

He runs his lips over yours. It's languid and dances with your own sensually.

He pulls away.

"You're something else," he runs his hand over your face, "beautiful, gorgeous, sweet, smart." his eyes dart down to your lip.

His words are precious.

You lean up and kiss him again, this time letting your tongue run over his. You feel his hand drag down your neck, your arm, and eventually to your hip. He deepens your kiss, pulling your body closer to his. He pulls your bottom lip in between his and nibbles on you playfully. When he's done he opens up to you again, your tongues clashing together in a bruising kiss.

You pull back way too soon, he sighs, and you place soft kisses over his upper chest.

"When we get back home remind me to make your parents some of my famous jalapeño poppers."

Bucky laughs out loud.

"Jalapeño poppers?" He continues to laugh, turning onto his back until he's staring at the ceiling. You watch this beautiful boy fill with happiness, a hand running through his messy post-sex hair, "you're so silly, squirmy."

You snicker.

"Squirmy?"

"Oh, yeah. Definitely." You put a hand to his chest, Mmm, hmm," he faces you again and leans in closer to you bringing his hand to your lower back and over the side of your thigh. It blew your mind how comfortable you both fell into this. It was so easy, so effortlessly beautiful. He leans his face closer to yours and bumps his nose against yours, "Kicky, too." He whispers.

You chuckle.

"Kicky?" You ask, playfully offended.

He nudged your nose with his again, also chuckling.

"Oh, yea." his eyes go down to your lips and his hand continues to venture it's way down your leg and behind your knee.

"Bucky..."

He gives you a look you recognize and you feel a sudden tension in the air.

"I'm really glad you're here." He says suddenly serious, "Not just right here right now, but in general," it's then that you feel him drag his fingers over the scar that no one else had ever seen but you, right on your upper inner thigh. You suddenly understand the meaning of his words and it has heavy tears brewing in your throat. He's glad you survived your accident and that you were both able to experience this, "Does it hurt?" He asks you sweetly.

"Sometimes." Your response is barely a whisper.

You both close your eyes as he brings your leg around his hip. He closes the distance between the both of you, kissing you the deepest you've ever been kissed.

You sigh against his lips, running your hand up the side of his face and to the back of his neck.

When he eventually pulls away from you, you feel cold. Like ice.

You needed him to keep warm.

"We should go down." You say.

—-

The second you both step into the kitchen, the talking quiets down. Everyone tries to keep attention to what they were previously doing, but the obvious glances and smiles are noticeable.

You feel yourself blushing as you make your way to the fridge for some orange juice.

You sneak behind Sam and he mumbles a quick sorry when he realizes he's in your way.

Bucky sits next to Sharon on the stool at the island. He picks at the grapes, grabbing a few and popping them in his mouth.

"I was worried when we didn't see you guys last night. It started to rain bad." Steve says from the couch.

"Yeah it got pretty bad." You say, still not making eye contact with anyone, pouring your juice in your glass.

Did they hear you guys?

You had both tried so hard to be quiet.

Bucky moves slightly in his seat and his eyes inadvertently meet Matt's across the room. He's sitting there next to Steve, a heavy and dark look in his eyes.

He looked pissed.

Bucky was getting tired of this guy and whatever problem he had with him.

Bucky looks away, resisting the urge to eye roll.

"We're running out in a bit. Gonna go grab some more drinks and shit, you down to come with us, Buck?" Sam asks as he leans back against the counter.

Bucky's eyes flicker to you and to Sam.

"Sure. When are you guys going?" He asks.

"In a few minutes. We can wait for you."

You clear your throat.

"Actually, me and Bucky were going to stop somewhere together first, if that's alright with you Bucky? I'll promise to have him back not too late for you guys to go then to the store." You say confidently.

Bucky smiles. He was genuinely curious for what you had in mind.

It's then that his eyes travel down your neck and he feels a heavy blush on his face.

"Okay, cool." Sam says.

You take a few sips of your OJ and turn for some toast. That's cut too soon, though, when you hear Carol call you.

"Come over here, we gotta show you something." Carol calls from the couch where she's shifting next to Matt and across from Steve. Once you sit down on her other side she leans forward to whisper in your ear, "did you see your neck?"

You're confused by her question.

"My neck?" You pull away to examine yourself, your eyes darting briefly to Steve who has an interesting look on his face. Carol giggles and brings you in again by your arm, "you have hickeys everywhere, girl."

——

You and Bucky both jump into your Jeep, but Bucky jumps into the drivers side and you in the passenger seat.

He starts your car and kicks on the heat to low.

It felt so intimate being with him like this, even though last night was the epitome of intimacy.

You text something to your mom as you pull out your phone, letting her know the trip is going well.

When you're done you place it on your lap and look out the window into the trees and cabin and then to Bucky.

He looked adorable as he kept pressing all kinds of buttons on your dashboard to regulate the air.

His jaw was sharp and his long lashes contrasted beautifully with his Ocean blues.

"So where are we going?" He asks.

"The pharmacy." You say, "for an AP student trying to get into goddamn Yale you're not very connecty-of-the-dotsy." You say playfully.

He gives you a funny look and chuckles.

"Offensive but cute," he puts on his seatbelt and puts the car in rear to back out of the parking space. The puts his right hand on the back of your seat and looks behind him as he does so, his left palm turning the wheel as he goes, "what are you talking about?"

"I need plan b, I'm not on birth control." you explain.

He finishes backing up and puts the car into drive.

He looks over at you for a second.

"Shit, right. Okay."

"And...we need to get condoms. I'm not going on birth control right now cuz of stuff I have going on in my eighteen year old body that pisses me off, so we're going to have to stick to the classic way for now."

The edges of Bucky's lips perk up.

"So, you're saying it'll happen again?" He asks.

You're a bit surprised at his question even though you know he means no harm and it's partially being teasing.

You reach for his right hand and hold it in yours.

He rubs your knuckles with his thumb.

"I'm your girl now. You're my boy. I think it's safe to say it'll happen again." You say.

He brings your hand to his lips and he leaves a kiss there.

He doesn't let go of your hand the entire car ride.

——

You both run to the car in a fit of giggles and laughter.

You rip the pink box open once you're in your seat.

Bucky hands you a water bottle and you take the pill.

"Head back to the cabin?" He asks as he turns the car back on.

"Actually —"

"I'm not going to anymore creepy churches, squirmy."

You giggle.

"It's not." You show him the way through the roads, "just take that first left onto Hollow Terrace and then you're see a bench on the side of the road, you can turn in there."

He follows your directions.

Hollow Terrace is a long road. Secluded and isolated; completely incased by large maple trees.

"You didn't bring me out here to kill me, did you?" He asks.

"Always." You reply quickly, tossing him a toothy grin, "right here!" You tell him once you see the bench.

He turns the car onto a gravel road. He drives for a few more hundred feet until the trees disappear and you're face to face with a guardrail. Behind that in the distances is a large body of water, a huge lake, and a mountain.

"An overlook?" He asks as he pulls up near the edge of the cliff.

"One of my favorite spots."

"You sure have a lot of favorite little spots around here." He whispers, looking out into the scenery, "it's beautiful."

You lean forward and leave a kiss on his shoulder.

You then lean down next to your feet and you pull out the plastic bag that you had brought from the cabin.

You hand him a foiled square.

"I made us sandwiches."

"I was wondering what that was!"

You smirk at him as you both open your own little squares.

"I come prepared." You say.

"Can I ask something?" He says, halting on his sandwich. You nod, "can we take the top off?" He motions to the top cover of your jeep.

You raise a brow at him and then look at the cover.

"Sure. I mean we'll be freezing on the ride back to the cabin, but yeah. We can take the doors down too. It's a bit heavy though. I'd have to help you. We can put them in the back. I have a cotton tarp so they don't scratch up."

"Let's do it." He doesn't even hesitate to hop out the car.

You both get the doors and cover off in about fifteen minutes.

"So what was your plan?" You ask him, hands on your hips.

He smiles at you and climbs into the front seat. He reaches his hand for you but on the passenger side.

"Come on." You follow his lead and before you can sit he stands up and places his hands on your waist. He picks you up easily and places you on the bar that runs down the middle of the car. He follows and sits next to you, "now we can eat." He says, reaching back for his sand which.

You're halfway down your second sandwich and you and Bucky have discussed everything from your childhood to your families. Bucky was still waiting to hear about his mother's status. You were both waiting on hearing back from the colleges you applied to.

You felt it was too early to still discuss if you should try to get colleges close to each other. It was a lot of pressure and this was only your second day together.

"Do you listen to Taylor Swift?" You ask him suddenly.

He chuckles.

"Uhm. Not a lot but I know some songs, I guess. Like the mainstream ones? I don't really listen to them on repeat, though," he takes a gulp of his water and looks at you, "why? You a fan?"

"I'm not a swiftie but there are songs I really like. I don't know why I brought it up honestly, I guess it's because I feel like what we're doing right now is just so..." you take a deep breath as you look up at the sky for words to explain what you were thinking.

"So...." Bucky mimics you, waiting for an answer.

"It's very, I was enchanted to meet you." Is the only explanation you can think of.

He doesn't say anything to that. You continue to eat until he's eventually finished and he wipes his mouth with a napkin.

"Mom wants to know what I'm up to right now." You say, looking down at your phone.

Bucky leans his right arm down on the car and places a kiss on the left shoulder.

"Tell her the truth."

You turn to him and smile.

"And what's that?"

He looks down at you and pushes your hair behind your ear.

"Your sitting on your car, eating sandwiches, looking at the mountains, and singing Taylor Swift lyrics," his gaze goes to your hair and he rolls the strands between his fingers, "with Bucky."

The words linger in the air until your eyes meet again.

You lean forward and kiss him softly.

"Okay." You say when you pull away.

He wasn't expecting you to actually listen to him, and the fact that you were telling your mother about him sent an excitement through him that he had never really felt before.

You don't know how long you both stay out there, but it's long enough to where Bucky needs to reach back and grab you an extra sweatshirt in your trunk. He helps you pull it on.

"You ready to go?" You ask him.

"Yeah, we should." He says.

You both get into your seats but he doesn't drive off and he doesn't turn the car on.

You wonder if he's feeling the same thing you are and if that's why.

"Bucky." You whisper hoarsely.

He turns to look at you and you don't realize he was holding in a deep breath. The second your eyes meet, he exhales through his nose.

Damnit, you were screwed for the rest of your life.

Without any hesitation you both meet halfway. You've got your hand in his hair and he's got his left hand on your side, pulling you closer to him. Your mouths kiss each other like it's the last time they ever will, even though you both know it's not. He groans against your lips, drinking your taste in. It's the whimper he leaves when his hand travels down your thigh that does it for you.

You don't waste even a second to sit on his lap, helping him push the seat back so you have room against the steering wheel.

"What if someone sees us?" He asks you, panting.

"No one ever comes here. Too many bears." You say before kissing him hard again, your chest flushed with his as you sit up and hover over him.

He's got his hands on your hips. Guiding you tight against him.

Your hands go down to your jeans and you start to unbutton them. He helps you take them off, along with your underwear, and then he's on you again.

He would never get tired of kissing you.

But something nags at him as he looks up at you and as he feels your core dragging against his zipper.

He cups your cheek.

"This isn't just physical to me. You know what right?" He says quietly.

"This isn't physical to me either." You tell him.

"Don't get me wrong. I love your body and I love expressing myself to you that way, but you're so much more than that to me."

"Yeah?"

"I like doing this with you because I think it's the best way to express how much I like you. Your eyes, your energy, your aura, your cute little nose, that sweet voice of yours, your personality, the way you get so passionate about the things you love, your hospitality. This feels good but it's so much more than pleasure."

"I feel the same way about you. And I know we're moving so fast, but it feels so right." You whisper.

He leans up and kisses you again.

You hastily unbutton his jeans and pull down his zipper. Bucky let's out a long moan as you grab him and begin to stroke him.

He shifts his hips until he's in a better angle.

"Yes," he hisses through his teeth, looking down at your hand jerking him off, "mmmm."

Your tongues dance together as you continue to rub his dick.

You were learning so fast.

You quickly pull away to lick your hand and your return it down to him. Bucky moans when you kiss him again, tasting himself on your sweet tongue.

His own right hands goes for your center and he rubs your clit with his pointer finger.

You moan against his mouth.

You were so drunk on him. You were so ready. You were already on the brink.

You let your tongue travel down his neck as you sit yourself up a little more, thankful that you had taken down the door so your right foot could actually straddle him properly.

He reaches into his back pocket and grabs one of the condoms he had put in there. You watch as he slides it on.

You're impatient for his cock inside of you. You grab his shaft as you hover over him and you guide it, sliding down completely onto him.

You gasp.

"Oh, fuck." You whimper.

This was so much better this time.

"Shit," he grunts as you engulf his cock up and down.

You support your left hand on his right shoulder and your right goes to the seat next to his left shoulder, in a half sitting position.

You moan as you bounce over him.

This felt so different than the first time. The first time was great, but the pain had definitely been a distraction. This time there was only pleasure and the fact that you were connected and having sex.

You're having sex.

With Bucky. In a parked car.

This turns you on more than you realize and you throw your head back as the pleasure overwhelms you.

"Fuck. Fuck." You say over and over again. You suddenly wished you had more room to move. You gave him some slow rolls a you brought your pelvis down flushed against his, "God, Bucky." You could feel him deep inside your tummy, hitting you just right.

You were so close.

"That's it, baby girl. That's it." He groans. His hand goes to the back of your neck as he pulls you in for a wet kiss that is only tongue.

You were so filthy together.

"I'm so close." You cry, puckering your lips for added affect.

He runs his thumb over you top lip.

"Yeah? You gonna cum for me?" You whimper and nod, increasing your speed, "I'm gonna cum for you too."

His words cause you to close your eyes and grunt.

"I'm cumming." You cry out in a plea.

You quicken your bounce, your mouth stuck in an open gasp as you ride out your orgasm.

He starts fucking up into you roughly.

He feels amazing. His jeans hitting your thighs feel amazing. His two hands grabbing your ass and driving you down feels amazing.

He cums into you with a heavy groan.

"I'm cumming so hard." He groans out through heavy moans as he continues to move you on him.

His comments triggers another orgasm out of you and you cling onto his neck for dear life.

Two minutes of panting and birds chirping pass by.

You're both sweating and giggling together as you fall onto him, your body feeling like jelly. He kisses your jaw and the side of your neck.

"I really like you. Incase you can't tell." You tell him, placing a kiss on his shoulder.

He laughs out loud.

"I really like you, too." You rub your hands over his chest.

"You're sure this doesn't feel too fast?"

He takes a few long seconds to reply. You know he's thinking of a proper response.

"I know I'm happy right now. We'll deal with each thing as it comes."

"Does that mean I can officially call you my boyfriend?"

"Thought that was a given," he chuckles, kissing you, "I'm your boy, Y/N. and you're my girl."

With that, you got dressed and Bucky zipped up his jeans and you both made your way back to the cabin just in time for food.

N E X T C H A P T E R

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A/N: Enjoy the fluff while it lasts. - the angst bitch

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━ PINNED POST

This story happened long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.

It is already over. Nothing can be done to change it.

It is a story of love and loss, brotherhood and betrayal, courage and sacrifice and the death of dreams. It is a story of the blurred line between our best and our worst.

It is the story of the end of an age.

A strange thing about stories…

Though this all happened so long ago and so far away that words cannot describe the time or the distance, it is also happening right now. Right here.

It is happening as you read these words.

This is how twenty-five millennia come to a close. Corruption and treachery have crushed a thousand years of peace. This is not just the end of a republic; night is falling on civilization itself.

This is the twilight of the Jedi.

The end starts now.

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I. ABOUT ME II. RULES III. REQUESTS IV. TAGS V. SOCIAL MEDIA

Hello there! I'm Milo, or Momo, a 19-year-old freelance illustrator and writer from Germany. I'm a huge Star Wars fan and have been influenced by it as well as other scifi franchises ever since I was a little boy. I'm not very good at interacting with other people based on my interests or being social in general but I really wanted to change that, so I created this blog to share my love for Star Wars and its story on!

As many things, I too have a set of rules I'd like you to read through and respect, though I know I have little control over but then again, the block button isn't very far ;)

No real-life politics: Politics are an important subject in Star Wars considering it revolves a lot around, well, wars. However, this blog was made in order to be able to leave behind reality and escape into our beloved galaxy far, far away every once in a while and despite there being a lot of bad things in the world, I intend to keep it that way.

No bigotry/sexism/racism/etc. I'm aware that especially sexism is a huge problem in the Star Wars franchise and I'd like to make it very clear that I absolutely do not stand with that. I want my Jedi girls and trooper sisters to know, that they're loved and appreciated on here!

Be patient! As much as I'd rather be a cool Jedi, I'm afraid that I too have a busy schedule, especially considering I'm a physically disabled student who spends a lot of time either studying or going to various therapies. With that in mind, I'd very much appreciate it if you'd be a little patient with me when it comes to requests.

Regarding clonecest I'm aware that the topic of clonecest is a very heavily discussed topic in the fanbase. Despite me not being a shipper of such kind, I do not necessarily care whether you do interact with/enjoy it or not. Your interests don't matter to me as long as you don't harm anyone while acting upon them. (This however does not count for lolicon or anything alike.)

If you want to request something from me, please sent me an ask following this template:

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I write for the entirety of Star Wars, with an exception for minors where I only write platonic relationships.

I write all from fluff to angst to spice/light NSFW, except for full smut.

Usually my readers are gender-neutral but I'm willing to twist it a bit if that's what you're looking for

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hey :)

I'm following lots of Tumblrs now but you're the reason this app's installed 🫶🏼

MH wasn't actually the first fanfiction I've ever read on wattpad but it was the last one😭 it's like now that I know about MH it feels like other fanfictions on that app will never be as good?

anyways, so after reading MH (all chapters) it's then that I decided to install Tumblr and follow you on here 'cause I've seen people saying that you're more active here, and tbh I wanted to know you better

after that I literally read ALL of your works🥹 they're SO GOOD and it's sad that they aren't getting the recognition they deserve 🥲 I can't explain how amazing your stories are and I truly can see your hard work

now that time had passed, I wanted to thank you, mainly for writing MH, because that's the reason I have this app were I made new friends and read incredible stories💜 I discovered amazing writers whom I can see are gonna turn out to be huge someday🥹 the talent is indescribable and I'm truly honoured to have known you🫶🏼

you're an expert at writing. you have many many well-written stories. you have the talent which I appreciate so much. you can make me feel every emotion through your words, and the way of you describing everything, your storylines, your plots, characters, angst, fluff, smut.. they're all perfect 💜🫶🏼

another thing I've been wanting to say.. you're doing this for FREE, you're not getting anything in return so PLEASE don't give away the things that are important to you.. your health☹️ I know. I won't be able to understand the pressure you're under right now, or you've BEEN under since MH started to blow up.. but now that I know you enough to care for you, can I ask you to not care? It's hard I know, these dumb people won't ever stop sending you messages asking for more updates. but if you think about it, who fucking cares? are these idiots more important than you? you have fans now, we all care for you💜 we all wish you nothing but the best🫶🏼 and we'll throw hands when needed💪🏼

you're one of a kind. you're sweet, kind, honest, talented, and a good friend who deserves to be happy. if these people who call themselves fans can spread negative energy just for an update, SCREW THEM. we can wait, we've waited before and it wasn't a big deal🤷🏻‍♀️ MH is AMAZING don't get me wrong but life goes on? updates will come and go just like everything else in this world. and it will someday have a last chapter what about that? what are they gonna do when reading the last one? will they ask you for another fanfiction? they won't stop🤷🏻‍♀️

think about yourself for one moment and tell me, are they worth your time? energy? health? are they worth the exhaustion you feel?

don't EVER feel guilty for any decision you make💜💜💜 you're your own person

I love you <3

Hello!! Wow, thank you! I’m glad I seem to be interesting enough that ppl want to get me better 🤭 I’m always amazed how many readers support me in so many different ways. I’m very thankful in this aspect, I’ll always cherish it!

Honestly, I don’t think I deserve this much love and support. I’ve said this many times but it’s true 😭 I don’t know what I did to deserve you guys! And just to be clear, y’all are not my fans (calling you that just seems ridiculous to me 😭 I’m sorry 🤧). You are my precious readers and I’m just an ordinary girl who’s apparently got a big imagination 🤭

You’re right! There are more important things in this world than updates 🪐 I hope I can continue to be a part of your life and free time no matter how much I update in a month or a year.

Thank you very much for all the lovely messages! I’m always pouting, ready to cry how sweet y’all are to me! It really touches my heart and I’ll be forever thankful! I’ll always remember this part of my life 💫

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beanswrites · 1 year ago

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Rules For Requests (...again)

okay fellas it's time for a new and updated list of rules for requesting because, at the end of the day, a lot of things changed!!

List of fandoms:

- Frozen

- Powerpuff Girls (not cannon ships allowed)

- Winx Club

- Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir

- Genshin Impact (not cannon ships allowed)

- Spiderman: Spiderverse (not cannon ships allowed)

What I WON'T do:

- smut or smut-ish things for minors, unless they are aged-up to 18 or older.

- incest (not even the step-bro thing)

- huge age-gaps (i'm talking like, an 18 year old with a 48 year old)

- non-cannon ships, unless specifically stated otherwise next to that fandom!!

- fics and one shots. i do write them, just not on here!! if you're interested in my longer works, check out my ao3 and fanfiction.net!!

- anything racist, sexist, homophobic, islamophobic.... not gonna do anything offensive!

What I WILL do:

- headcannons and drabbles (under 500 words)

- triggering angst (because who am i if not an angsty writer)!! there will always be a warning, tho

- smut (but not for minors!!)

- the fluffiest fluff that will ever fluff

Rules for requesting:

- anon asks are more than welcome!! i understand not wanting anyone to see your blog, so it's no problem!

- please state which fandom and which character/ship you want, and whether you want a drabble or hc

- if you're requesting character x reader, please make sure to specify whether you want a gn, masc, fem reader

- please don't be upset if i deny your request. sometimes, i'm just not insipired for that particular idea and I'm just not feeling it.

More of my writing:

Ao3: beanswrites

fanfiction.net: beanswrites

masterlist

Feel free to request anything (within these rules, of course)!! I'm all out of my ideas, and my asks are open, so request away!!

Love you guys!!

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cevansbrat0007 · 2 years ago

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The Key

Summary: A broken furnace and a slip of the tongue lead to a special gift from your very stubborn boyfriend. Andy Barber x Black Reader

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Protective Andy Barber, Insecure Reader, Pet Names, Light Smut, Implied Oral (fem receiving), Cursing, Minors DNI.

A/N: I don't know where this came from, but it's almost 3AM and I need to sleep. Anyway, I'm halfway done with like eight different fics, most of them requests. But then my writer's block kicked in. Please enjoy this installment while I try to get my life together. Part of my Growing Pains Series. All mistakes are my own.

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"Ack, Andy Bear! What are you doing here?" You squeal as your man strides through your front door with you in his arms, your short legs wrapped around his trim waist. "Sh-shouldn't you be packing? Ope - don't forget the door!"

His booted heel kicks it closed. "Had to come check on you." Andy responds before brushing his warm lips over your own. "I'm your man, baby. It's what I do."

"But I'm fine..." You tell him, burying your face in the crook of his neck and inhaling his clean, masculine scent. "I don't need anything."

"No, you said you were cold. That makes you not fine." He tells you as his hand skims its way under your sweatshirt to lightly stroke your lower back. "I can't have you over here freezing while I'm out of town - I wouldn't be able to concentrate. I'd be too busy thinkin' about my baby girl home all alone just shivering."

"Oh, my goodness, Big Man. My landlord will be by to fix my furnace in a couple of days. Until then...I guess I'll just have to keep doubling up on sweatshirts." Wanting him to relax, you begin whispering sweet kisses along his bearded jaw, nuzzling at the soft scruff with your nose.

"A couple days is completely unacceptable." He growls, his tone letting you know that he was in no mood to argue. "It's November. And we live in fucking Massachusetts."

"Andy, sweetheart..." He shifts your smaller frame so that you're resting comfortably on his hip. Your boyfriend then carries you to your room and gently deposits you on your pink and periwinkle-colored duvet, all the while ignoring your feeble protests.

"You're staying at my place until that Ralph fucker decides to get off his ass and do his fucking job." Your man informs you as he begins rifling through your drawers, pulling out items and then haphazardly tossing them into your overnight bag.

God, how you adored every inch of your big, overbearingly ridiculous man.

"Honey, his name is Rodney. And I'll be fine. If it gets too bad, I can go stay with Melissa or something."

"Nope." Andy grunts, holding a pair of lacy pink panties up to the light. "The matter's already been settled. I want you in my home, snuggled in my bed, all tangled up in my of the sheets."

Shaking his head, he tosses the underwear back inside before muttering something about you "only needing the essentials".

Wait. Since when did those no longer fall under the category of essential?

"How many bras do you think you'll need? Eh, fuck it. You can bring 'em all if you want. It's the panties I have a problem with. Damned things always get in the way."

You scrub an exhausted hand over your face as your six-foot-something boyfriend remains hunkered in front of your dresser, quietly debating the usefulness, or lack-there-of, of your underthings.

"They get in the way of what?" Of course you just had to know.

"My fun." He grumbles, flashing you a petulant look. "So they stay here. Shit - I left my garment bag by the door. Go on and snag a few blouses and some pants, baby girl, and I'll help you get them all packed up before we freeze to death in here."

"Oh. My. God." You roll your eyes. It wasn't even that cold.

At least not yet.

"Andrew, darling, I never actually agreed to go with you. Plus, I don't even have a key to - oh." Your stubborn bull of a man silences you with a heated look before reaching into his back pocket and pulling out a small white box tied with a black ribbon.

"I was planning to give this to you on your birthday, but this seems like a much better time. As of now, I want you to consider my home your home too."

Removing the key from the box, you stare down at the shiny piece of metal your man had made especially for you.

Why did the weight of it feel so good resting in your hand?

"Thank you." You whisper, tears burning the back of your throat.

"You're welcome, Y/N. I want you to use it whenever. Come stay for a night, or for a week..."

Or, for forever. He thinks, letting the unspoken words hang in the air between you.

"But as for your not agreeing to go with me, well, I'm afraid that just won't work." Andy tsks as he zips up your duffle before unceremoniously tossing it into the hall. "One way or another, we're getting you out of this ice box, little one."

"Okay," you try again. "But what about my car? I really don't think -"

"Why are you fighting me on this?" He asks, his sensual lips set in a thin, firm line. "I need you some place safe and warm while I'm busy shaking hands and negotiating deals in D.C."

Your eyes stray back to the key that is now nestled safely in its little box filled with pink tissue paper.

"Answer me, please." Oh, Andy was using his attorney voice, the one that commanded both respect and attention in the courtroom.

"I - I just don't want to be any trouble. I feel bad for even saying anything about my stupid heat in the first place." You admit with a resigned shrug. "You need to be getting ready for your trip, but instead you're - you're here."

"I'm here because you need me."

"But I - I don't." You wince as those two words come tumbling out of your mouth.

Because it was a lie. You did need him.

"That scares you a little bit, doesn't it? The idea of needing someone, of needing me."

"No." You feel your lower lip begin to tremble ever so slightly.

God, yes.

"Y/N, how many times do I have to remind you that we're in this together? I'm your man. And I'm old-school when it comes to that shit. I believe in taking care of my woman, in providing for her however I can."

"I get it, Andy." You do your best to look at everything and everywhere but him. This man had a knack for making you feel vulnerable, and you weren't always comfortable with that.

"No, you don't." Using two long fingers, he tips your chin so that his soulful blue eyes clash with your own. "Whether you realized you were doing it or not, you called because you needed me today. And it's my job to take care of you - all of you."

"But I don't want to be a job for you. A job runs the risk of becoming a burden real fuckin' quick. And then when it becomes too much, bam! You run the other way." You jerk away from him, preferring to stare at your fuzzy sock-clad feet, wishing you could simply melt into the floor.

And there it was. You were afraid that this man would drop you like a bad habit the moment you became a burden. And as dramatic as it might sound, there was a part of you that knew that your heart might never fully recover something like that. Not with him.

Things are quiet for a while. And then Andy settles on the bed next to you before pulling you flush against him. The two of you are so close that you're practically half sprawled on his big lap, your bottom resting atop his thickly muscled thighs.

"Then please allow me to rephrase. It's not just my job to take care of you, it's my privilege, baby girl."

A sniffle escapes you before you can catch it.

"You're a strong woman. Strong enough to reach out when you need me. The same way it takes a strong man to lean on his woman. Understand?"

You nod, closing your eyes as you do.

"Look at me and say the words, Y/N." Your Big Man implores you before kissing the top of your head and burying his face in your curls. "I need to hear 'em, please."

It takes you a couple of seconds, but eventually you muster up enough courage to do as he asks.

"Yes, I - I understand. It takes a strong woman to, um, to lean on her man."

"Good girl."

"And please believe me when I say that your trusting me with your problems doesn't make you a burden. Not now, not ever. We're partners, baby."

For now and forever. Andy thinks to himself. It's clear as day to me, I just need her to see it too.

"Yes, we are, my sweet Andy Bear. I'm sorry for being such a neurotic mess sometimes. I know you must think you're dating a lunatic but -"

"Yep, I am." He sweetly interrupts. "But you've also claimed a crazy, possessive bastard as your man. So, I'd say we're pretty even." You feel another brush of his lips against your skin, this time on your temple.

The two of you sit there for a while in silence, simply enjoying each other's warmth. Truthfully, it wasn't that cold in your apartment, but according to the forecast, that would change over night. You needed to be some place with working heat and a comfortable bed.

And your Andy Bear came with all of that, complete with sheets and pillows that smelled just like him. Of course you'd find a way to pay him back. Maybe you'd cook him a big dinner, or buy him season tickets to the Patriots, or --

Your thought stream is interrupted by the sound of Andy's gruff voice.

"I think we need to do something to quiet that beautiful mind of yours, don't we?" He purrs, before lavishing the column of your throat with a hot, open-mouthed kiss.

And then you feel one large, slightly calloused hand go to rest on your chest. Using just a fraction of his strength, he gently forces you onto your back. A shiver courses through you as he runs his palms down the length of your body in an act of raw, unbridled possession.

Lifting your ass, you allow him to remove your black leggings. He makes sure to take his time, dragging the thin material across your heated skin with agonizing slowness.

A breathy moan escapes your lips when he parts your thighs, baring your panty-covered pussy to his predatory gaze.

"I'd like to rephrase my earlier statement one more time if I could."

Without warning, Andy leans in and buries his face between your legs. He takes a moment to inhale your scent before nuzzling your swollen clit through the damp fabric.

"Oh-oh-kaaay." You whimper as he briefly sucks the sensitive bud into his warm, waiting mouth. "

"It's my job, my pleasure, and my privilege to keep my lady's sweet body warm and her greedy cunt stuffed full. And I'm a man who believes in honoring his fucking commitments."

You cry out when he rips the lace from your body, leaving you naked and vulnerable from the waist down.

"This is mine, baby. All mine. Now, lie back like a good girl and let me show you just how much I enjoy caring for my woman, starting with eating the fuck out of her pretty little pussy."

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nameless-ken · 2 years ago

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Eddie with fluff 14, angst 2, and smut 20 in the same fic please

so sorry for the wait! I have had the worst writer's block :( Hope you enjoy this one! Thank you for requesting!

Warnings: illusions to smut

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It’s Friday night after another basketball game. The team won which has led them to the championship. It almost seems like the whole junior/senior class has shown up to the party.

Even though you are considered the most popular girl in school, parties have never been your thing. Especially when you’ve been working hard on new cheers for the championship.

You started to show up to more parties once you were introduced to the one and only, Eddie Munson. King of the Hellfire Club. Freak of Hawkins. Your new drug dealer. And now your unofficial friends-with-benefits that has been more benefits than friends since you both are from opposite cliques and sides of town.

Now, you only show up to parties on his side of town just so you could see him.

“Eddie,” You press your hand against his chest to put distance between you. “They would be so mad if they found out.” You look around the crowded backyard as you lean against the brick on the side of the house.

“Fuck ‘em.” Eddie steps closer to you. He puts one hand beside your head and leans down, connecting your eyes with his wide, brown ones. “If I ask you to kiss me in front of all these people, will you do it?”

“Eds,” You close your eyes, looking to the side at the rowdy group of people that you call your friends. “It isn’t that simple.”

“Why? Because I’m some freak and you're the queen of Hawkins High?”

“No, because my dad will literally kill you if he ever finds out.”

“That hasn’t stopped us before.” He winks, making you flush. “I need a better reason than that sweetheart.”

You duck underneath his arm, backing away slightly. You glance at your group of friends by the bonfire, laughing as one of your best friends looks over at you, waving you over.

“You’re right.” You turn back around to face Eddie, a frown replacing his usual bright smile. “Fuck ‘em.” You rush back to him, circling your arms around his neck and kissing him hard. He responds quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist, holding you close as his tongue battles with yours.

“God damn,” Eddie breathes heavily as you both pull away. “That was hot.” You trail your hand through his long hair, pulling it to bring him down to your mouth again.

“When we get home I'm cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore." He groans into your mouth.

“Can’t wait.” You move away again, winking before turning around, leaving him wanting more. You walk over to your friend group, most of them looking at you in shock.

“OMG! Y/N!?” Your best friend shouts once you sit down beside her. “When did that happen?”

“I honestly don’t know. It just did.” you shrug your shoulders, biting your lip. You just remember there was a time when Eddie wasn’t in your life and then a time when he was. And you hope he always will be.

“What do you even see in him?” You hear someone else laugh. You look back over at Eddie, seeing him messing around with his bandmates, just being Eddie. You can’t help but fall in love with him more.

You realize that’s the first time you’ve ever said to yourself but you aren’t stopping it. Eddie’s eyes meet yours from across the yard and he winks.

“Everything you don’t.”

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allandoflimbo · 1 year ago

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C H A P T E R S I X

Pairings: Popular Girl!Reader x Outkast!Bucky

Explicit Content - Smut - NO MINORS

Summary:

Bucky Barnes is the quiet boy who gets picked on.

The Reader and her friends run with the popular crowd at Stark High.

As the Winter Ball approaches, she is partnered with Bucky Barnes for a class project. They grow close in an inadvertently secret friendship, which later turns into love.

Another catch: She’s a figure skater at the town’s arena every Tuesday and Thursday nights. Bucky works part time at the rink resurfacing the ice. The other doesn’t know.

Modern AU High School fic - later goes into adulthood.

M A S T E R P A G E - FULL SERIES

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TUESDAYS were your favorite day of the week. You didn't want that olympic dream your parents wanted for you, but you loved skating nonetheless. Tuesdays were your venting days. It would be just you and the ice.

"Would you stop daydreaming so much?" Carol says from next to you. You look over to see her smiling at you, playfully, "What's on your mind?"

"Nothing. Just a good day is all." You say.

"Sure." She replies.

"Did you end up talking to Steve?" Sharon asks, leaning her shoulder against the locker next to yours.

"I did," you look at Carol and Sharon who looks at you with waiting eyes. You sigh, "We're not getting back together guys. Time to move on." You add softly. You were alright with your decision you made with Steve, but it still hurt.

"He's really staying with her?" Carol asks.

"Yes. Let him be." You say with finality.

You're grabbing your AP chemistry book when you see a familiar shape walk behind you.

"Oh, wait here." You tell the girls before closing your locker and walking up to Bucky before he's too far. "Bucky!" He stops quickly and spins around to face you. You can see the shock on his face as he looks up at Carol and Sharon, who look equally as confused and surprised as him, and then back at you.

"Uh, hey." He says slowly and cautiously as you approach him even closer. Your bright smile is contagious and he tries to ignore it.

"I have to leave earlier today, around fifth period, so I'm going to miss psych," He frowns, "So if you'd like we can do what we did last week. You can come over around six and we'll catch up then."

He silently debates with himself in his head before he responds.

"Sure," he says quietly, "I can't stay as long this time though. I need to be out by seven, the latest. I have to work tonight."

"That actually works out, because I need to leave earlier, too."

He nods and then looks over at Carol and Sharon. He gives them a greeted nod and then tells you he'll see you later.

"Yeah, see ya!"

You know you're smiling when you go back to the direction of your locker. Carol and Sharon are giving you an amused grin.

"No freakin way." Carol says it slowly.

Your brows furrow in confusion.

"What?" They are giving you that knowing stare and you find yourself already seething, "Look, you guys need to stop being mean to him. He's a nice guy, okay? Just stop. "

"Oh, it's not that." Sharon says, a smile on her lips.

"It's that smile on your face when you were talking to him and when you walked back here." Carol adds.

"What?"

Carol and Sharon look at each other, grinning.

They turn back to you.

Carol shrugs.

"He's really cute. If you're into him, go for it."

"Yeah, especially if you want to get back at Steve."

This time your blood runs hot.

"I'm not doing anything to get back at Steve. We're friends, we're okay. Also, no, I don't have a crush on Bucky. He's my psych partner. We're studying after school together. He's nice and I'm trying to be kind to him, maybe even be his friend if he lets me."

"Uhuh." Sharon says.

You don't like this. The concluding. But more than that, you don't like the confusion that warps your brain. You know why you had been oblivious for so many years, but your so called friends?

"Can I ask something?" You ask slowly and gently. The both nod, "Just last week you guys were being so mean to him. Apparently, you have been mean to him for years when I wasn't even around to see. Now all of a sudden, you are calling him cute? Being nice?" You could kind of start to see now where Bucky's hesitancy was with you, "When we all became friends, we had a code. We were always so nice to everyone. I didn't even know of this bullying crap until earlier last week. We weren't supposed to be those kind of people. Is there an explanation?" They both look at each other, and for a second you can see a linger of fear in there. This concerns you, "Guys?"

"You're right, we aren't those kind of people. We never bullied anyone, ever." Carol says, her eyes on the ground.

"That's a lie. Bucky told me, and I saw it last week—"

"Except for Bucky and because Matt was there."

You confusion is out the rough now. What were they talking about?

"That still doesn't make it okay. You're not supposed to bully people. It's wrong. It's disgusting. And Matt? What does he have to do with it? And specifically Bucky?" You ask suspiciously.

Sharon is about to speak when the bell rings, piercing their tension like a hot knife.

You look between your so-called friends.

"I want an explanation later. I know you two aren't the kind of people Matt wants you to be, if that's what you're talking about. Even Sam, the biggest sweetheart, and Steve the most popular guy in this school who also happens to be really nice and has never hurt a fly in his life, has stuck with you two for a reason. We don't need to change face because of Murdock."

You walk past them, heading to class.

What didn't you know?

You just about place the cookies on the cooling rack when your doorbell rings.

Walking towards the door, you tug on the hem of your black and oversized sweatshirt a little further down your tights-clad thighs.

You swing the door open to see Bucky standing there, his black bag swung over his shoulder.

"Hey!" You offer him a small smile and open the door more, "Come in."

He walks in and then stares after you as you close the door and then run into the direction of what could only be the kitchen, judging by a corner of a silver fridge that he can see.

"I made us cookies! I literally just took them out so give me like two more minutes and then I'll put them on a plate for us."

Oh, that's what that amazing smell was.

"Okay." He says.

He doesn't know what else to say. He feels awkward? Nervous? He's so used to always picturing you in his head as the girl he despised, but now after your recent chats, he looked at you a little differently. Not in disdain but...wonder?

You definitely were a little strange.

"You can come in here, you know." You say. He clears his throat and then retraces your steps. When he steps into the kitchen you're wafting the steam of the cookies up to your face and grinning, "I hope you like the classic." You reach down to grab one of the cookies and then you take a piece of napkin. You hiss as you break it in half, the steam burning you.

"Careful." He says quietly, "Shouldn't you let them rest more?" He asks.

You watch as a big string of chocolate lingers between the two halves you broke off.

"Nope. It's perfect."

He frowns at you. You really were an interesting girl.

You grab the plate that was already ready on the island and start to put the cookies on them. When you're done you hand it to him.

"You're carrying them."

He raises a brow at you.

"To your room?"

"No. To the post office. Yes, to my room." You chuckle.

He glares at you, a smile finally wanting to break over his face. But he holds it down.

"I never would've pegged you for being so sarcastic."

You walk around him, making your way into the foyer and up the stairs.

"Ha. Pegged."

He rolls his eyes as he follows you like a little puppy, plate in hands. Plural, because you decided to make a batch of about thirty cookies.

"You can put them on my desk. We'll eat them while we watch that video that's suggested on page five of lesson four. I even pulled out a second chair for you."

You really did do your homework.

It's not that he expected any less of you, that wasn't it. You impressed him, is all.

He didn't even know there was video in today's lesson.

He puts the plate on your desk and then goes to sit next to you on your bed, his back closest to your plush pillows. The same place he sat last time.

You both pull out your things and get started. Not even five minutes in, he notices your lack of concentration and the way you keep looking at him, distracted.

"Okay, is there something on my face?" He asks.

"No." You shake your head.

"Then what is it?" He snaps, putting his notebook on the bed, "Because I've asked you question three four times and instead of answering you're just staring at me with this confused look."

"You know you don't have to be tense around me, right?" You ask so left field and randomly that his mouth gapes for a few long seconds instead of saying anything, "I'm over here, legs criss cross, poking at my socks and resting my chin on my hand, and you've been in the same stiff position for almost ten minutes. Looking like a damn four by four from Home Depot. All that's left is for you to cross your hands in your lap and cross one leg over the other." He lifts a brow at you and your smile, "I get it. It's my home so I'm naturally more relaxed, but I don't want you to always feel like this is a prison or something. Or, god forbid, school. You're in my room, on my Anthropologie comforter, and there's a hot plate of cookies waiting for us to just devour. I invited you here because I trust you and I think you're a nice guy and because I want us to get along. The last thing I want is for you to feel uncomfortable forever."

He narrows his eyes at you and then rolls them. He reaches down and starts to slowly pull off his sneakers.

"You sure talk in essays, that's for sure. You could literally sum that all up by just saying make yourself at home." There's a sweet tone to his voice you never heard before. He was joking with you. It made you smile even wider.

You can't help the way you rejoice inside when he scoots farther onto your bed, this time bringing his own lips entirely on top of it. He even removes his jacket and then runs a hand through his hair, pulling at it.

"Better?" He asks.

"Much." You say.

He hums a response, picking his notebook back up again.

"I didn't peg you for being so into hospitality." He emphasizes the word purposefully.

"You didn't peg me at all." You say with a shrug.

A sound that seemed to make everything click into place, reverberates around the room. It was heartfelt and sweet. Bucky laughed.

You can't help but chuckle in response.

"Alright, let's do this, come on. We don't have a lot of time." He says, this time giving you possibly the sweetest smile you've ever received in your eighteen years of life.

It doesn't take more than twenty minutes for you to finish the written and verbal lesson. Before either of you know it, you're already setting up your laptop for the YouTube video.

You're glad to see Bucky swinging back in his own chair, munching on a cookie.

"Our wifi has been a bit crappy the last few days so it might take a few minutes for it to buffer."

"That's cool." He says.

"What time do you have to be at work?"

"Seven thirty, but I have to stop by at home and then till I get there it'll already be time."

You nod, leaning back in your own chair.

You take your own cookie and start eating it.

"I think I might've gone a little overboard, huh?" You asks, gesturing to the plate.

"A bit." Bucky says with a chuckle.

"I'll fix you a container. You can take some home with you." You add quietly.

He looks at you, his face softening.

"That's okay, you don't have to." He says.

"You're taking some with you and that's the end of that discussion."

He doesn't fight you on it. He knows you saw his mother that day. It was on her appointment day.

If this was either an action out of kindness of your soul or even a little bit a pity, it was still really sweet of you.

His eyes are lingering over your desk as you wait for the video to finish buffering. He doesn't even think before he asks.

"Who's the guy?" He asks, gesturing to the photo. He knows you and Steve Rogers had been dating for years, and that obviously wasn't him.

There's a silence after his question and he looks over at you from his half eaten cookie. When he sees your reaction and face he regrets asking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry. It's fine." He sticks the rest of the cookie in his mouth and chews, "These are delicious by the way. Thank you. I realized I forgot to say it." He says when he's done swallowing.

You nod looking down at your hands.

"You're welcome," your eyes go back to the photo, "That's my brother. He was a few years older than me. He died six months ago. In a car accident."

Bucky opens his mouth and then closes it again. He feels terrible. The tremble in your voice is evident.

He feels something hollow in his chest and he also remembers what you told him recently about the change that happened half a year ago and he wonders if this had something to do with it.

He didn't forget.

"I was in the car with him." The way you say it was like you were remembering that day and playing it back to yourself.

"I'm sorry." Bucky says.

You simply nod.

He's in a trance as he watches you brush a lonely tear from your cheeks.

This girl was so different than the happy cheerful one from a few minutes ago. He can't help the jolt he feels inside of his chest at the need and want to bring her back.

You just about place the cookies on the cooling rack when your doorbell rings.

Walking towards the door, you tug on the hem of your black and oversized sweatshirt a little further down your tights-clad thighs.

You swing the door open to see Bucky standing there, his black bag swung over his shoulder.

"Hey!" You offer him a small smile and open the door more, "Come in."

He walks in and then stares after you as you close the door and then run into the direction of what could only be the kitchen, judging by a corner of a silver fridge that he can see.

"I made us cookies! I literally just took them out so give me like two more minutes and then I'll put them on a plate for us."

Oh, that's what that amazing smell was.

"Okay." He says.

You definitely were a little strange.

"Careful." He says quietly, "Shouldn't you let them rest more?" He asks.

You watch as a big string of chocolate lingers between the two halves you broke off.

"Nope. It's perfect."

He frowns at you. You really were an interesting girl.

You grab the plate that was already ready on the island and start to put the cookies on them. When you're done you hand it to him.

"You're carrying them."

He raises a brow at you.

"To your room?"

"No. To the post office. Yes, to my room." You chuckle.

He glares at you, a smile finally wanting to break over his face. But he holds it down.

"I never would've pegged you for being so sarcastic."

You walk around him, making your way into the foyer and up the stairs.

"Ha. Pegged."

He rolls his eyes as he follows you like a little puppy, plate in hands. Plural, because you decided to make a batch of about thirty cookies.

"You can put them on my desk. We'll eat them while we watch that video that's suggested on page five of lesson four. I even pulled out a second chair for you."

You really did do your homework.

It's not that he expected any less of you, that wasn't it. You impressed him, is all.

He didn't even know there was video in today's lesson.

He puts the plate on your desk and then goes to sit next to you on your bed, his back closest to your plush pillows. The same place he sat last time.

You both pull out your things and get started. Not even five minutes in, he notices your lack of concentration and the way you keep looking at him, distracted.

"Okay, is there something on my face?" He asks.

"No." You shake your head.

"Then what is it?" He snaps, putting his notebook on the bed, "Because I've asked you question three four times and instead of answering you're just staring at me with this confused look."

He narrows his eyes at you and then rolls them. He reaches down and starts to slowly pull off his sneakers.

"Better?" He asks.

"Much." You say.

He hums a response, picking his notebook back up again.

"I didn't peg you for being so into hospitality." He emphasizes the word purposefully.

"You didn't peg me at all." You say with a shrug.

A sound that seemed to make everything click into place, reverberates around the room. It was heartfelt and sweet. Bucky laughed.

You can't help but chuckle in response.

"Alright, let's do this, come on. We don't have a lot of time." He says, this time giving you possibly the sweetest smile you've ever received in your eighteen years of life.

It doesn't take more than twenty minutes for you to finish the written and verbal lesson. Before either of you know it, you're already setting up your laptop for the YouTube video.

You're glad to see Bucky swinging back in his own chair, munching on a cookie.

"Our wifi has been a bit crappy the last few days so it might take a few minutes for it to buffer."

"That's cool." He says.

"What time do you have to be at work?"

"Seven thirty, but I have to stop by at home and then till I get there it'll already be time."

You nod, leaning back in your own chair.

You take your own cookie and start eating it.

"I think I might've gone a little overboard, huh?" You asks, gesturing to the plate.

"A bit." Bucky says with a chuckle.

"I'll fix you a container. You can take some home with you." You add quietly.

He looks at you, his face softening.

"That's okay, you don't have to." He says.

"You're taking some with you and that's the end of that discussion."

He doesn't fight you on it. He knows you saw his mother that day. It was on her appointment day.

If this was either an action out of kindness of your soul or even a little bit a pity, it was still really sweet of you.

His eyes are lingering over your desk as you wait for the video to finish buffering. He doesn't even think before he asks.

"Who's the guy?" He asks, gesturing to the photo. He knows you and Steve Rogers had been dating for years, and that obviously wasn't him.

There's a silence after his question and he looks over at you from his half eaten cookie. When he sees your reaction and face he regrets asking.

You nod looking down at your hands.

"You're welcome," your eyes go back to the photo, "That's my brother. He was a few years older than me. He died six months ago. In a car accident."

Bucky opens his mouth and then closes it again. He feels terrible. The tremble in your voice is evident.

He feels something hollow in his chest and he also remembers what you told him recently about the change that happened half a year ago and he wonders if this had something to do with it.

He didn't forget.

"I was in the car with him." The way you say it was like you were remembering that day and playing it back to yourself.

"I'm sorry." Bucky says.

You simply nod.

He's in a trance as he watches you brush a lonely tear from your cheeks.

This girl was so different than the happy cheerful one from a few minutes ago. He can't help the jolt he feels inside of his chest at the need and want to bring her back.

Bucky walks into his living room to his parents sitting there and talking. The television is on, but the volume is low.

They politely greet him, but he can't help but notice the tension in the air. Whatever they had been talking about was serious.

He looks between them but their eyes are on his hands.

"Y/N, made cookies for you." He tells them, "I need to get to work. I'll leave them in the kitchen. I'll help you switch tanks before I go, mom."

"Tell her I say thank you." His mother says. Bucky overhears his father asking his mother who you were. "His study partner." She tells him.

Bucky grabs one more cookie before making his way to his parent's room to grab his mother's things.

Then it was off to the rink.

You could already feel the emotions running through your veins as the first note of the song started.

Once last glance at the ice beneath your skates and you were brought back to that day six months ago.

Ice.

Your biggest enemy and your biggest defeat.

You carved lines into where she hurt the most, and you created circles and hearts into her deepest imperfections. You took from her what she took from you.

And you took it from her over and over and over again.

Bucky's there a half hour early but he doesn't care. They knew everyone had been out of there for at least an hour.

At least he had thought so.

He's grabbing the main arena key and his ice shoes when he hears the beginning of a song, coming from the arena.

He frowns, not had expecting someone to still be there this late.

He walks down the long hallway and then makes a right, the shortest entrance to the ice rink.

Opening the door and walking in, he catches sight of a girl, twirling gracefully in the middle of the spotlight.

Because of her angle he couldn't make out her face, but her hair was in a tight bun.

He had seen figure skaters before, but there was something so different about this dance.

It was heartbreakingly passionate. The music is loud around them and he decides then that he shouldn't be intruding as such a private moment.

He lets the door close behind him and decides to wait in the main office until the girl is done.

At the end of of your axel jump, you think you see a movement from behind. It nearly startles you and you almost lose your footing.

But as you keep yourself steady and look at that spot, you notice there was nothing there.

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Song reader is skating to in this chapter is Crashing by ILLENIUM (feat. Bahari)

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#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes smut #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes fanfiction #bucky x you #marvel fanfic #fanfiction

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