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Short Debts Make Long Friends - Chapter 24

Din nods and starts to write. A minute or two elapses in companionable silence as you work together, trading the datapad back and forth, adding in emotions square-by-square. Frustrated. Anxious. Peaceful. Critical nuances between angry, sad, or happy. 

It’s a sight that is perfect comic strip fodder: The Mandalorian, on his hands and knees, playing with sidewalk chalk. All that’s missing is a little boy at his side, chattering nonsensically and gnawing on the art supplies. 

You steal a furtive look from beneath your lashes, eyeing the pouch at Din's waist. Grogu’s ball had a companion now, a red-and-white knot of fabric, safely tucked alongside within. Both trinkets had tumbled out the other morning when you picked up Din’s belt from where it had fallen onto the floor. He was still sound asleep in bed, and did not stir as you had silently examined the raw-edged bundle of…something. If you had to venture a guess, it was a gift for Grogu, but you weren’t a snoop, and you weren’t going to ask. Ball and bag went back into the pouch, you glumly hung up the belt on its hook and spent the rest of the morning feeling like a hypocrite. Would there ever be a day without secrets?

Din finishes writing ‘Confident,’ and casually selects a fresh piece of chalk, swapping green for blue. “Is there a reason you haven’t mentioned the headaches?”

Your hand jerks, sending the L in calm veering off in the wrong direction. Astonishment sweeps over you, rapidly hardening to angry suspicion. 

What. The. Hell.

Buying yourself time, you meticulously write out the remaining characters and do not reply until you are confident that sarcasm can carry you throughout the remainder of this conversation, regardless of whatever wretched way it ends. 

Lifting your chin, you coolly fix Din with a scowl and speak. “How do you know about the headaches?”

“Aelin told me,” he says simply. 

Your jaw tightens. You are too old to accuse a child of being a tattletale. That doesn’t mean you aren’t immature enough to seriously entertain the thought.

Chapter 24: I get knocked down/But I get up again/You're never gonna keep me down

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Short Debts just hit 2k kudos 😱

You guys are awesome. Here’s a snippet.

Dr. Forrester is a grizzled older fellow with the bedside manner of a physician far enough in his career to be perpetually irritated by everything, but still have a twinkle in his eye. You like him immediately.

“Len Forrester,” he announces without preamble as he approaches Din and you in the waiting room. “First…” He reaches into his pocket and removes a small, rectangular bar of silver – the beskar ingot.

“I can fit new patients in any time I damn well please,” he testily informs Din, handing it over. “I’m a doctor, not a delinquent.” Without missing a beat, he turns his attention to you, and warmly extends his hand to shake yours. “Eleanor, I presume?”

The gesture is so reminiscent of home that you assume he has you mixed up with another patient. You look back at him, confused. Eleanor who?

“Yes, this is Eleanor,” Din awkwardly volunteers on your behalf when you don’t answer. 

“Oh! Hi!” You seize Dr. Forrester’s hand in a too-eager grip, hoping to compensate for your blunder. “Sorry, I zoned out for a minute. I was admiring your, uh, art.” 

You weren't, but it's an easy excuse, and you point to the swirled, abstract sculpture hung up the wall. 

“That damned thing?” Dr. Forrester grumbles. “An old colleague gave it to me as a retirement gift, just to annoy me. Only reason I keep it on display is to prove a point, but the green-blooded bastard is too busy being an ambassador to ever pay me a visit. Now,” his bright blue eyes flicker to Din, “Will your friend be joining us, or are we leaving him to pace a trench in the floor?”

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Short Debts Make Long Friends - Chapter 24 Snippet

The tribe’s opinion of you generally fell into one of three categories: 

Paz, who despised you. 

The Armorer, who tolerated you.

And those who saw you as a harmless oddity who was welcome to stay so long as she continued minding the children — which had turned into therapy from day one, no matter how much anyone tried to pretend it was babysitting. All of the Foundlings lost family during the fall of the Empire. You weren’t encouraging them to draw pictures of their loved ones just because you couldn't come up with anything else better to do.

Problem was, if the grownups didn’t change their approach to childrearing soon (maybe let’s worry a little less about Breha perfecting her Rising Phoenix technique and focus more on managing her anger instead), in a few years’ time the Covert was going to have a passel of dysregulated adolescents on its hands, and in a few years after that, everyone in the Outer Rim would be failing to fend off an entire generation of behavior disordered Mandalorians. 

These were concerns you shared with The Manda’lor (you made a point of intoning it as a proper noun whenever you both were alone, just to annoy him), who quietly arranged for D-5 to drill a small hole in the tribe’s communal barrel of fuel. It took a week to replenish the supply, giving you time to sneak in some basic coping skill lessons between Rising Phoenix 101. By week’s end, Breha failed her flight test and remembered to take three deep breaths before she started throwing blunt objects. And when those blunt objects turned out to be grav charges, everyone started taking the nanny a little more seriously. 

(And if teaching Zones of Regulations to the Mandalorians was how you left your mark on the universe, then you’d die happy.)

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Short Debts Make Long Friends - Ch 24 snippet (5 months later...)

You’re lying alone in the dark with ‘Tubthumping’ stuck in your brain, doing your damndest to remember the lyrics, and only half-notice when Din walks in. There is a succession of thuds as helmet, pauldrons, vambraces and chest plate hit the floor, followed by a sigh of exhaustion as he drops heavily into bed beside you. This is routine on days he spends assisting with the heavy lifting. 

Both his arms snake around your waist as he pulls you towards him, curling around you from behind. 

This is also routine. Normally you complain about being used as a body pillow, he mumbles something back in Mando’a that absolutely does not make your heart race, and you both fall asleep. 

Clutching you to his chest and burying his face in your hair is not routine.

“What’s wrong?” you ask, alarmed. 

“Mirjahaal,” he mumbles, voice muffled. “Am I still your best thing?”

“Of course you are,” you tell him earnestly. “Why?”

“What if I’d done something wrong?”

“What did you do?” you ask, baffled. 

His grip around you tightens. “It’s what I didn’t do.”

Your eyebrows rise. “…You didn’t do something wrong?”  

The tip of his nose grazes your skin as he shakes his head, face still pressed against the back of your neck.  “I don’t know.”

“You don’t know if you didn’t do something wrong,” you echo. 

“Yes.”

Nothing can help you unravel that bonkers of a double negative. 

“Din, are you drunk?” you exclaim, voice ending in a squeak. 

“I don’t drink.”

Then maybe you should start because this is freaking me out?

“Do you know what today is?” he asks unexpectedly.

“I – no?” How are you supposed to know the date? If wall calendars exist in the New Republic, you have yet to hear about it. “You’re scaring me, what’s –”

“Nothing’s happened,” he interrupts. “No one’s hurt.”

Only marginally less worried, you exhale and try again. “Then what’s wrong?” 

“It’s a year today. Since you got here.”

You aren’t quite sure how you feel about this news, but you can mull over it later.

“Well, happy birthday to me, I guess. What’s that got to do with you not knowing if you did something wrong?”

He doesn’t answer. 

“Din?” You give him a nudge. 

“Would I still be your best thing if I told you I can’t tell you?” There is a strangle in his voice you’ve never heard before —

Wait. 

He…doesn’t want to go with you.

Weary brown eyes, ravaged by heartbreak and unshed tears, locked on a little face peeking back over another man’s shoulder. 

You swallow hard, piecing together what Din can’t tell you. Today is a year since you arrived here, which also makes it a year since he said goodbye to Grogu. 

Tentative — you are about to violate an unspoken boundary — you reach back and blindly touch your fingertips to the nape of his neck. 

“Yes,” you tell him softly. “You’d still be my best thing.”

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Grand Traxelektor 2024 / 1 – „Mind”

Elérkeztünk az Éves Nagy Összegzés csúcspontjához, amikor a 12 havi, műfaj, tempó, mélység tekintetében erősen eklektikus Traxelektor felvételei – ez konkrétan: 863 track – egy újabb szelekción át három kategóriába kerülnek, ezek minden évben a „Mind”, „Move!” és „Sense”. A megközelítőleg középtempós számok kategóriája most is a legnagyobb, 163 számból áll és teljes lejátszásának hossza 14 óra és 42 perc.

Grand Traxelektor 2024 / 1 – „Mind” Spotify Playlist

A Spotify Playlist a fentiekből 149 track-et tartalmaz, 13 óra 16 percben (92%). Én már a válogatás során is remekül szórakoztam azon, hogy mennyi kincs gyűlt össze egy év távlatából. Az most is kijelenthető, hogy a Randomba! Krosszfédbe! élményt egyértelműen felerősíti, ha – bár a zenei anyag műfajilag tovább is színes, szerteágazó – a hasonlók kerülnek egymás mögé. Jó szórakozást!

Grand Traxelektor 2024 / 1 – „Mind” – Full Playlist

214 - Isla del Encanto [Mystic Firs, Frustrated Funk] Adrian Marth - Introspective Scene [VA - Dalmata Space Anthem For Intergalactic FM, Dalmata Daniel] Akob - Dissociation [Destinations, Indefinite Pitch] Al Wootton - An Owl of the Desert [Lifted From The Earth, Berceuse Heroique] Al Wootton - Tone Circle [River Songs, Trule] Amandra - Lavanvilla [Edition Collector, Nous'klaer Audio] Ambien Baby - Jaulas En El Cielo (Original Mix)[Masa, Turbo] Andrei Rusu - I've Lost Controm (Im a simple version)[I've Lost Control, Malka Tuti] Andrei Rusu feat. Decha - Hedesch (Black Merlin Remix)[I've Lost Control, Malka Tuti] Answer Code Request & Amotik - LED [LED, Delsin] ASC - Phases Of Reality [Star Clusters, Spatial] Astrid Monroe - First Element [Spellbound by Nothingness, Self-Released] Atomic Moog - Conversation [Destinations, Indefinite Pitch] Atomic Moog - Quad Phase [VA - Chakravyuh, Qilla] Azu Tiwaline - Canopée Imaginaire (Polygonia Remix)[The Fifth Dream (Remixes), I.O.T.] Azu Tiwaline - Night in Palmtree (Forest Drive West Remix)[The Fifth Dream (Remixes), I.O.T.] Banco De Gaia - Electric Sheep [Trauma, Disco Gecko] Banco De Gaia - War [Trauma, Disco Gecko] Big Yawn - 80’s Slam [NGBE, Research] Big Yawn - Historical Romance [NGBE, Research] Bill Converse & Patricia - Fixer [380/750 EP, Acid Test] Black Bones - Konstant Kollision [Find the Frequency, Mystic Arts] Black Dot - A Tale Like That [Love at Glance, Italo Moderni] Black Dot - Losing Game (Original)[Love at Glance, Italo Moderni] Blawan - Fires [BouQ, XL] Boundary - Global Transpose [Oxido En El Espejo, Exotic Robotics] Boundary - Las Aves Ya Saben Donde Ir [Oxido En El Espejo, Exotic Robotics] Boundary - No Te Pierdas en la Pista [Oxido En El Espejo, Exotic Robotics] Boundary - Tesis de Nubes y Conclusiones [Oxido En El Espejo, Exotic Robotics] Brainbeats - Look That's My Heart [Ubiquity, Virtual Forest] British Murder Boys - This is a Calling [Active Agents and House Boys, Downwards] Carl Finlow - Organoids [VA - Xuntanza Vol.III, Fanzine] Carl Finlow - Overlord [Heed, Syncrophone] Chateau Flight - Elastigum [La Folie Studio, Versatile] Chateau Flight - Satanique Musette [La Folie Studio, Versatile] Committee - Brigade [The Conquest, Trule] CRC x VC-118A - Last Night [Flow Zone, Touched Music] CRC x VC-118A - Spores [Flow Zone, Touched Music] Cybotron - Parallel Shift [Parallel Shift, Tresor] Dame Area - Vengo Dall'aldilà [Toda la Verdad Sobre Dame Area, Mannequin] Daniel Avery - Wonderland [Wonderland / Running, fabric Originals] David Morley - Fashion [Fashion, De:tuned] dBridge vs Forest Drive West - Vignette [EXITVS009, Exit] Deena Abdelwahed - Pre Island (33EMYBW Remix)[Jbar Rrsas (Remixes), Infiné] Detroit's Filthiest - Nuttin but Chedda [Proceed with Caution, Syncrophone] Dino Sabatini - Danza Tribale [VA - 5 Years of Danza Nativa, Danza Nativa] DYL & Senking - Diving Saucer Attack [Diving Saucer Attack, Karaoke Kalk]

Earl Grey - Atanas Aconite [Death Rattle EP, Rua Sound] E-Bony - Let It Be (Clouzer Remix)[Shapes and Frequencies, Distant Gaze] Einstürzende Neubauten - Ist Ist [Rampen: apm (alien pop music), Potomak] Entire - Midnight Tribes [Midnight Tribes, Splot] EROS - Crawling Man [Your Truth Is A Lie, Downwards] EROS - Healing Waters [Your Truth Is A Lie, Downwards] E-Saggila - Every Voice at Once [Gamma Tag, Northern Electronics] Fake Youth Cult - Management [White Light / Black Noise, Shipwrec] FaltyDL - Further [In The Wake Of Wolves, Central Processing Unit] Gazelle Twin - Black Dog (Gary Numan & Ade Fenton Mix)[Shadow Dogs, Invada] Gazelle Twin - Fear Keeps Us Alive (Beak- Mix)[Shadow Dogs, Invada] Golden Bug feat. Ruben Kielmannsegge - Autobahn [Piscolabis II, La Belle] Holy Tongue & Shackleton - The Fruit of the Fall [The Tumbling Psychic Joy of Now, AD 93] Holy Tongue & Shackleton - The Merciful Lake [The Tumbling Psychic Joy of Now, AD 93] Horsepower Productions - Blaque Gras [Computer Rock / Tropic, Sneaker Social Club] Horsepower Productions - Tropic [Computer Rock / Tropic, Sneaker Social Club] interferenc - kaprekarma [TeChNOtitLan, Self-Released] Ivy Lab - Kik Bak [Mild Snake, Sneaker Social Club] Ivy Lab - Look Away [Mild Snake, Sneaker Social Club] Jamie xx - Still Summer [In Waves, Young] Jeff Mills - Beyond the Event Horizon [The Trip - Enter the Black Hole, Axis] Jeff Mills - Infinite Redshift [The Trip - Enter the Black Hole, Axis] Jeff Mills - Sacred Iridescent Mirror (The Pledge)[The Eye Witness, Axis] JK Flesh - Empty Words (Rrose Remix)[Veneer of Tolerance Remixes, KR3] Jlin - Challenge (To Be Continued II)[Akoma, Planet Mu] Jlin & Philip Glass - The Precision Of Infinity [Akoma, Planet Mu] Kaspiann - Tuiskussa Langennut [Mantis 13, Delsin] Katatonic Silentio - Drip In The Cave (Original)[Axis Of Light, Midnight Shift] Koreless - Deceltica [Deceltica, Young] Koreless - Drumhell (Extended)[Deceltica, Young] Kreggo - Swaying (Dadolata Mix)[Swaying, Nous'klaer Audio] Kreggo - Tochi [Swaying, Nous'klaer Audio] Kreidler - Arithmétique[Twists (A Visitor Arrives), Bureau B] Kreidler - Diver [Twists (A Visitor Arrives), Bureau B]

L.B. Dub Corp - Only The Good Times [Only The Good Times, Dekmantel] L.B. Dub Corp feat. Miss Kittin - Saturn to Home [Saturn to Home, Dekmantel] L.B. Dub Corp feat. Paul St. Hilaire - No Trouble In Paradise [Saturn to Home, Dekmantel] Laksa - Tech Steppas [Voices, Ilian Tape] Lara Sarkissian - Our Dead Can't Rest (Old Jugha Flute Dance)[Remnants, Earth+Sky] Lawrence - Stranded (Lowtec Remix)[Epiphany Remixes, Giegling] Legowelt - Always Take it There [Like a Song From Your Dream, L.I.E.S.] Legowelt - Cottagecore XTC [Like a Song From Your Dream, L.I.E.S.] Lemna - Lapis Lazuli [Mantis 14, Delsin] Lewis Spybey - Castle Neptune [LEWISPYBEY, Up] Liebus - Delango [Noise Protocol, Holding Hands] Lyeform - Oxy [Neon Belly, French Tabloïd] Mantra - Schemes & Dreams [Schemes & Dreams, System Music] Mantra - Walk of Shame [Schemes & Dreams, System Music] Mental Cube - Big Lie [The Future Sound of London Presents Pulse Five, De_tuned] Metal - Dislocation Climb (Jamie Paton Remix)[Point Vacancies Remixes, ESP Institute] Metal - Point Vacancies (Hodge Remix)[Point Vacancies Remixes, ESP Institute] Microcorps - LIIOI [Macrocorpse - 2021-2024, The Tapeworm] Microcorps - MYR [Macrocorpse - 2021-2024, The Tapeworm] MIDI Janitor - Far Speak [Holy To Dogs, Hotham Sound] MIDI Janitor - Roman Concrete [Holy To Dogs, Hotham Sound] Millsart - The Phonetic World [Neo Tantric Parts, Axis] Negative Supply - Les Glaneurs (LA Mix)[Les Glaneurs, kshack] Nic Arizona - Aba Reads Deuteronomy (Nic Arizona Remix)[Shavua Tov Remixed, Malka Tuti] Nic Arizona - Malibu Storm (Andrei Rusu Remix)[Shavua Tov Remixed, Malka Tuti] Nicolas Jaar - Agua pa Fantasmas [Piedras 1, Other People] Niteffect - Weet Ik Veel [VA - Dalmata Space Anthem For Intergalactic FM, Dalmata Daniel] Novo Line - Games Without Frontiers [Artifact, Novo Line Electronic] NVST - Silence Itself Is Noise (Nonstop Bass Version)[Silence Itself Is Noise, Seilscheibenpfeiler] NVST - The Danger Zone Of GFY (Freedom Version)[Silence Itself Is Noise, Seilscheibenpfeiler] NVST - The Goat And The Night [Silence Itself Is Noise, Seilscheibenpfeiler] Open Yellow Circle - The Chasmic[New Meridian, Optimo Music] Or:la feat. Eliza Rose - Slay The Beast [Trusting Theta, fabric Originals] Or:la feat. Mary Lake - Cooking Up Pepper Spray [Trusting Theta, fabric Originals] Paranoid London feat. Joe Love - Love One Self [Arseholes, Liars, and Electronic Pioneers, Paranoid London] Paranoid London feat. Josh Caffe - Start to Fade [Arseholes, Liars, and Electronic Pioneers, Paranoid London] Phase Fatale - Ambivalence [Love Is Destructive, BITE] Phelimuncasi & Metal Preyers - Gidigidi ka Makhelwane [Izigqinamba, Nyege Nyege Tapes] Prefuse 73 - A Lord Without Jewels [New Strategies For Modern Crime Vol. 1, Lex] Prefuse 73 - Vast Wildlife Poison [New Strategies For Modern Crime Volume 2, Lex]

re:ni - BeautySick [BeautySick, Timedance] re:ni - Thousand Yard Stare (Original Mix)[Thousand Yard Stare, Timedance] Red Axes - Saturday Night [Up, Shall Not Fade] Reeko - Black Owl On My Shoulder [Tomorrow Doesn't Exist, Samurai Music] Reeko - El Retorno De Saturno [El Retorno De Saturno, KR3] Reeko - Para El Conjunto De Las Esferas [El Retorno De Saturno, KR3] Reeko - Tomorrow Doesn't Exist [Tomorrow Doesn't Exist, Samurai Music] Reeko - Urmah 3 [Urmah, Samurai Music] Remotif - Glint's Pursuit [The Elevated Place, Emotional Especial] Rrose & Polygonia - Diastole [Dermatology, Eaux] Saphileaum - Rapa Nui [Exploring Together, Mule Musiq] Sawlin - Keine Kunst [Keine Kunst, Freund Der Familie] Scotch Rolex, Shackleton & Omutaba - Insect Vibration [The Three Hands of Doom, Nyege Nyege Tapes] Scotch Rolex, Shackleton & Omutaba - Ring Dirt [The Three Hands of Doom, Nyege Nyege Tapes] Sepehr - Twisted Solstice [Genesis Domain, Dekmantel] Shit and Shine - You Were Very High [You Were Very High, Rocket] Space Drum Meditation - Raijū's Claw [Four Tusks, Space Drum Meditation Germany] Synaptic Voyager - Milestone (Edit)[Disconnect To Reconnect, Frame Of Mind] Tagliabue - Insidie (Original)[Abisso, Subject To Restrictions Discs] Tagliabue - Venula (Original)[Abisso, Subject To Restrictions Discs] Terence Fixmer - In Synthesis [The Paradox In Me, Novamute] The Black Dog - With You I Still Feel Alone [Other, Like Me, Dust Science] The Exaltics & ADULT. - Dreizehn Habits [Das Heise Experiment (The Remixes), Solar One Music] The Future Sound Of London - Dialectics [The Future Sound of London Presents Pulse Five, De:tuned] Timothy J. Fairplay - Convictions That Stick [Convictions That Stick, Pinkman] Timothy J. Fairplay - Foggy Beach [Convictions That Stick, Pinkman] Tolouse Low Trax - Dawn Is Temporal (Beat Detectives Dawn Redub)[Kiosque Versions, Bureau B] Tolouse Low Trax - Milk In Water (Grim Lusk's Dub Version)[Kiosque Versions, Bureau B] Tolouse Low Trax - Rushing Into Water (Joakim's Elemental Edit)[Kiosque Versions, Bureau B] Underworld - Burst of Laughter [Strawberry Hotel, Smith Hyde Productions] Underworld - Lewis in Pomona [Strawberry Hotel, Smith Hyde Productions] Underworld - Techno Shinkansen [Strawberry Hotel, Smith Hyde Productions] Vanishing Twin - Non Guardare [Life Drummer / Inarisan / Non Guardare, Sub Pop] Versalife - Axon Terminal [Technofeudalism, TRUST] Vertical67 - Change of Heart [Changes, Analogical Force] Vertical67 - New Horizons [Changes, Analogical Force] Violence Gratuite - Les Prisons de Nantes [Baleine à Boss, Hakuna Kulala] Vril - We Believe [Far Field, Delsin] Yas Reven - Little Breake [HARD20, Hardline] Years Of Denial - Art Break (Geistform Remix)[Suicide Disco Vol.2 Remixes, VEYL] Years Of Denial - City Lights (NEVER & Maenad Veyl Remix)[Suicide Disco Vol.2 Remixes, VEYL] Years Of Denial - The Letter (Velvet May Remix)[Suicide Disco Vol.2 Remixes, VEYL]

[justkending]

New Series Header and Summary!!

Side note before we jump into the exciting news... Happy Captain America's Birthday-Day!!! (I don't celebrate independence day or the Fourth of July in the US cause every day I'm slowly being stripped of all of mine thanks to the supreme court, but that's a rant for another day...)❤️💙🤍

Anyway, I'm only about 12 chapters in on the writing for the new series and I've taken it down a notch in the last two weeks cause I've been traveling, but I'm hoping to hop back on track this week :)

With that being said, I've been SOOOO excited to share new updates with you all, that I'm cheating a little, and sharing the series header and summary tonight, and maybe... Just maybe... I may give you all a teaser in the next few days. (As long as I stay on track and get a few more chapters knocked out.)

HERE IT IS!!

Series Summary: Following the aftermath of Finding Memories, Bucky tries to complete goals he feels she would have discovered for herself as a way to let her memory live on. However, he never expected to find someone very close to who he believed she would have been if given the chance of normalcy. A journey of mourning someone he lost, turned into a journey of discovering someone new, happens upon the soldier. Maybe this whole normal thing isn't as bad as he had pictured it in his mind. Maybe he had a better shot at it than he ever tried to imagine.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Insert

Click below for some fun facts about the series...

And 3 random facts for those that want some hints on the series;

It will take place 5 years after Finding Memories.

The main character is a regular civilian (cute story though if I might say).

It will be a longer series with lots of adventure and fluffy scenes that we, unfortunately, didn't get to have in the series before.

Finding Memories Taglist: 

@tinkerbelle67 @a-beaverhausen​​​​​​​​​ @caruhleener​​​​​​​​​ @fanfictionjunkie1112​​​​​​​​​ @sjsmith56​​​​​​​​ @nancymcl​​​​​​​​​ @kaygilles​​​​​​​​​ @laisbeltrans​​​​​​​​​ @matchat3a​​​ @ambrosia1846​​​​​​​​​​ @peachiestevie​​​

Marvel Tags:

@thejourneyneverendsx​​​​​​​​​ @death-unbecomes-you @mythos-writes​​​​​​​​​  @srrymydood​​​​​​​​​ @xa-dia​​​​​​​​ @redhairedfeistynerd​​​​​​​​ @morganclaire4​​​​​​​​ @connie326​​​​​​​​ @captain-asguard​​​​​​​​ @mollygetssherlockcoffee​​​​​​​​ @teenagedreams-bucky @shower-me-with-roses​​​​​​​​ @livstilinski @basicallylool​​​​​​​​ @starryeyeseunbyul​​​​​​​​

My Lovelies forever:

@natura1phenomenon​ @lauravicente​ @kakakatey​ @traceyaudette​ @notyourtypicalrose​ @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce​ @sandlee44​ @thorne93​ @thefaithfulwriter1​ @essie1876​​ @greyeyedsmile14​​ @capsiclehan​​  @xostephanie​​ @averyrogers83​​ @awesomenursingstudent​​ @gh0stgurl​​ @cs-please​​ @jjlevin​​ @rainbowkisses31​​ @deannotmoose​​ @their-bibliophile​​ @kitkatd7​​ @willowbleedsonpaper​​ @mariaenchanted​​ @snffbeebee​​ @couldabeenamermaid​​ @rebekahdawkins​​ @alyispunk​​ @billyseye @hallecarey1​​

Bucky Barnes Tags:

@chloe-skywalker​​ @charmedbysarge​​ @jbarness​​ @bellamy-barnes​​​ @katiaw2​​ @aikeia​​ @stopjustlovethemcu​​ @enchantedbarnes

[avocado-frog]

Make me write tag

Thanks to @the-stray-storyteller and @squarebracket-trick

Rules: Make a 24hr poll listing the titles of every WIP you want to work on. (It’s fine if you only have one, still make a poll for the vote count). Whichever WIP title gets the most votes, write 1 sentence for every vote received.

WIP descriptions under the cut

Dahlia- Sequel to forget-me-not, in which the kids have awful coping mechanisms, Jaxon and Leo fight twice, Dylan kidnaps a comatose child, runs away to Massachusetts age twelve, and possesses everyone. I'm finished writing, but I'm a little behind in posting

Rosemary- Third and final part in the series. With Leo and Jaxon gone, the other kids have about three months left. Also, Leo gets a bomb, and Jaxon gets a gun. They should not have these

Iris AU- Dylan gets adopted by the triplet's parents at age three. Olivia is killed when they're six. How things would change for them and Elliot if they were together. Also Jaxon gets thoroughly fucked over without them

Zinnia/jbar- Jaxon befriends a rat

Satisfied AU- The Dahlia swap AU. If Leo almost died at the end of forget-me-not instead of her brother. Dylan and Elliot fight, Cass runs away, Jaxon is still friends with Leo AU

Fish in a birdcage AU- Villain Jaxon/Leo/Elliot, Dylan/Leo forget-me-not swap (they find the picture, shows Cass)

Tagging no pressure (sorry if you've done this recently. I've been seeing them a lot)

@kaiusvnoir @autumnalwalker @moonandris @bi-karibe-chick @lilac-honey

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[whosthehottestrapper]

Girlfriends That Golf 10052024

We attended the Girlfriends That Golf event hosted by NiKKi B, on Oct. 5th at JBar and Golf Lounge in Las Vegas. It was also Nikki B's birthday. Happy Birthday, and thank you for throwing such a great event. It was an afternoon of indoor golf, connecting with like-minded people, and major networking. Great food, drinks, and a ton of fun, some even played pool too.

@nikkibthebrand @mixminglenetwork @jgolflounge @raphaelrj2 @macamilliondollarman @jejackson2022 @fatekent @jene_marie05 @thee_dancing_doll @ka_diamondz #NikkiB #GirlfriendsthatGolf #JBarandGolfLounge

[jentlemahae]

Now, before everyone get mad…what reason should they be responding to JBar? Like, in the end that’s still just a fanbase, just with a shitton of money???? Like I never hear about teams responding to fans in email as a regular occurrence.

i literally had the exact same thought reading the ask 😭😭 but i think maybe usually companies respond to bars since they are big fangroups ??? but im pretty puzzled too fshsjsj

[avocado-frog]

The AU post

Sage AU- Logan's. His timeline overlaps the triplet's. This is if Logan got to New Hampshire a little earlier, and was able to save them. May post like. a snippet of it

Blackrose AU- Leo's AU in spirit, Jaxon's in practice. He kills her during their fight. May post a little bit after Dahlia Jaxon: Leo died of natural causes Leo, haunting him: You pushed me off the roof Jaxon: Gravity is natural and: Logan: When's the last time we all got together like this? Leo: Hmm. The time Jaxon dropped me off a building.

Sunflower AU- Cass's. Except I have no idea what I want to do for hers

Peony AU- Kai's, except I also have no idea what I'm doing for his. I think it's unofficially this post which I've written a little bit of

Gladiolus AU- Lily's, which I've been thinking of a few concepts for hers. Furthest I've gotten is that Logan takes the twins instead of her and his sister, but I haven't gotten much further than that, and it'd probably mean that I'd have to kill off Cass or Leo. And then I'd have to develop Logan's sister

Zinnia AU- Jaxon's real AU. The One I Liked and Decided to Make Canon, so I won't talk about it

Hyacinth AU- Marcy's, but sometimes I forget that she's a character, so I don't know what I'll do

Iris AU- Dylan and Elliot meet pre-canon before either of their kidnappings (dylan just by two days) when they're three and two respectively. Dylan proceeds to get adopted Also, autistic Dylan, autistic Ryan, autistic Leo, autistic Elliot and ADHD Sam were all confirmed in one paragraph. I think that's pretty neat. Cass is the only neurotypical of all of her siblings. unless? Absolutely dreading writing Olivia's death now. It's all written in her POV. And now I'm attached. May post just because I like it a lot

Asphodel AU- Ryan + Elliot swap AU. (ryan isolation + loses eye privileges/Sam pushed him down the stairs/Elliot + Sam bonding hours) probably won't post it because I've written something else with a similar name and i'd give myself an honest to god heart attack if i forgot that i posted this and not the other thing and saw the title

Marigold AU- Sam + Elliot swap AU (sam isolation + loses eye privileges + gets pushed down the stairs by Elliot/Ryan + Elliot bonding hours + evil sam au just for the fuck of it) probably won't post this either, haven't gotten far enough in it

Lily of the valley AU- It's the Elliot died pre-canon and Dylan can see ghosts AU. can u tell that i really like dylan + elliot content. probably won't, because i haven't written anything about it yet

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Bonus:

Satisfied- forget-me-not but Leo almost dies instead of Elliot This results in Jaxon taking Dylan's place (and vice versa) and Elliot taking Leo's. Basically, the only plot point I have so far is "Elliot and Dylan fight instead of Leo and Jaxon" which absolutely destroyed me as a person. Cass/Ryan swap, Lily/Sam swap, but that's all the important ones. title is based on this song. maybe I'll do what i did with my ghost au post and just show you guys a little bit of it

our word- another Leo AU. I may or may not make this canon too so all I'll say is: leo finally gets an explosive. title is based on this song

Ghost AU- the kids all die and make it Kai's problem. I've posted about it before Logan- 1930s, hypothermia Leo- 1970s, fire Cass- 1970s, poison Lily- 1930s, bike wreck Jaxon- 1990s, electrocution + blunt force trauma Dylan- 1980s, shooting Ryan- 1980s, drownigng Sam- 1980s, car wreck Elliot- 1980s, locked himself in an attic, so it's assumed that it's dehydration or something, but he appears as a ghost missing the whole left side of his head (he launched himself out of a window trying to get out)

JBaR- jaxon befriends a rat AU. Rosemary, but he gets saved a few weeks earlier. And he has a rat

Red spider lily- Dylan's other flower, unofficially. Dylan's alternate AU to iris. Doubles as an omori au if you squint hard enough. It's the Leo killed Dylan AU. Why? because it was my only idea for febuwhump last february. yes i wrote it. no i didn't post it. yes i only got nine days in. I liked it, so I wrote more. It's less of a "Leo killed Dylan" and more of a "Dylan died in a fire and the Only One With Pyrokinesis was standing Right There" AU. might share the fire scene. It's referenced in one of the later chapters in Dahlia

That time travel AU I wrote once- in which I thought it'd be neat to see forget-me-not Logan and rosemary Jaxon interact. I won't post this one

Apocalypse AU- I had recently finished Last of Us and so I wrote 2,000 words of just Leo threatening Actual Children with a gun. Don't really wanna post this one

Fish in a birdcage- this would be my villain leo/villain jaxon/villain elliot AU. Title is from this song. Might be neat to post. We'll see

Medieval AU- I got way too into medieval fantasy and Can't Write New Characters. I also can't spell medieval without autocorrect. maaayyybbee post it. It's like an actual entire separate series, but I like what I wrote for Dylan + Elliot's backstories

The chatfic au- what I write when the writer's block is eating me. zero effort on my part. may or may not post at some point

[justreadingfics]

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@buchanansebba

Sensitive Topic - A "Looking For a Heartbeat" One-Shot

Words: 4k+

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Six years have passed since Bucky and you got back together. You are married and you’re pregnant with your second child. Everything’s great. Until a very sensitive topic from your past comes back to haunt you.

Warnings: 18+, Smut, Jealousy, Angst, Fluff, Mention of Past Relationships, Part of a Series.

Based on this request: Smutty idea:

Sometime after they got back together, Reader goes through a brief period where she feels insecure about Bucky and Anna's past relationship and intimacy, so Bucky shows her all the ways in which he only ever touched and made love to Reader, not Anna.

A/N: Thank you Anon for the request/idea (sorry for taking so long), and thank you @flordeamatista for being such an amazing beta.

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It's been six years.

Six. Fucking. Years.

You keep telling that to yourself, sitting on the couch of your shared apartment, running your hand with a wedding ring over your swelling belly.

You are married and pregnant with your second child with him.

And he loves you.

You.

So why the hell is your mind drifting back to that particular topic… that very sensitive topic, making your nerves burn with that twisted little feeling in your gut?

Jealousy…

Maybe you can blame it on the mess of hormones you’ve been going through. You don’t remember being quite like that when you were pregnant with Summer, your first child. The mood swings weren't constant then.

This second pregnancy, though, has been all about feelings swirling inside you unbidden. One second you could be laughing and dancing with Summer at one of her cartoons, the next you would be bawling your eyes out at the same fucking cartoon.

All of your feelings are mixed up. This one right here being the newest addition to the pack.

And it sucks. It so fucking sucks.

10 minutes before…

A light humming escapes your lips as you set the lemonade jar and glass on the trail. A smile plasters  your face as you grab the set and head towards the new room.

The new baby’s nursery.

Your second daughter. 

Well, he doesn't know it's a daughter. With Summer, your first, he chose to discover the sex, while you preferred to wait. Now he chose otherwise while you knew the sex. 

You can't wait to see his face when he sees a baby girl. He’s such an amazing dad to Summer and already is for this one, whose name you still must figure out. You have yet to talk about the options, but between your work with the Avengers and his own as a stay at home dad (as he so proudly likes to call himself), time is short. Just now, he’s taking the little time Summer is at School to work on the new nursery.

Jesus, that firecracker of a girl is already a handful.With two of them, what are you and Bucky going to do? The thought makes you smile fondly.

Your memory flashes back to six years ago, when you were preparing lemonade for Bucky and Steve, who were working on Summer's bedroom.But that time you weren’t married still. 

God…you had no idea what you two were at that time, practically living together, pining for each other like crazy, but none of you daring to step further, too scared to do so.

The memory makes you smile harder. You almost kissed him while he felt Summer kicking, placing his hands on your belly for the first time… only to be cockblocked by Steve…

Now, looking at the life you two have built together, that time seems like it happened ages ago. Another life. You know now that everything happened as it should be and you’re exactly where you are supposed to be. 

With him and your little family.

And well, no Steve this time, you chuckle to yourself pushing the door to the nursery with your elbow.

The view before you makes you suck in the chuckle down your throat.

Bucky.

Your husband.

Shirtless.

Sweaty back to you as he’s up on a ladder, finishing to stick the teddy bear’s wallpaper. Pants hang low on his slim waist. Back muscles flex with the movement of his arms.

His fucking hair half loose half pulled back in a high bun. Like a damn warrior… an extremely hot one.  

Goddammit.That man knows how to make your throat dry and you breath hitch without even trying. A sweet little coil twists your belly and lower. The tray feels heavy in your hands while your thoughts turn into images of you running your tongue up the muscles of his back to his neck, wrapping your arms around his broad frame and feeling his warmth against yours.

That’s when it hits.

And everything shifts.

Did she ever do that to him?

Did she ever touch him like that?

Did he like it when she touched him?

The mere thought is unbearable, agonizing.Cold lodges in your chest, freezing out all the growing heat you just felt. 

You don’t wait to see if he knew you were there before you leave the tray on the working table and head to the living room with heavy feet to sulk on the couch where you are now.

Fuck. 

You’re sure the trip down to memory lane ended up driving your thoughts to her.

Anna.

You haven’t thought of her in ages. The woman Bucky was in a relationship for the first months of your pregnancy with Summer. As much as it hurts to admit and remember, he wasn’t there with you then.

He was with her.

But in all honesty, you know you have no reason to be thinking of her now or to be feeling like you are. You and Bucky have been through so much to get where you are now and you love each other. 

He loves you and only you, there’s no doubt of that.

Reason, however, is not what’s guiding your feelings now and bile rushes up your throat at the intrusive images of them touching each other. Of him touching her in a way he touches you now.

She got to see him, hold him, touch him. He touched her. You can't get rid of the thoughts.

He had sex with her.

The two of you have talked about his relationship with Anna, but you never actually got to that specific topic. He hasn't spoken out loud, and you haven't pushed it with him.

But you knew, of course, you knew. 

After all, he was trying hard to make things work with her. And she’s a woman, a beautiful one, and he, well… he’s simply the type of man no woman would kick out of their beds, especially if they’re in love with him like she was.  

Your jaw clenches, but you don’t need to turn your head towards the entrance to know he’s there. Don’t need to look at him to know there’s worry etched on his face as he takes you in, sitting there blatantly ignoring him.

“Hey,” he’s smart enough to keep himself halted as he calls you with his soft voice, “Are you ok?”

“Yes.”

“Sweetheart…” He tries and you huff, turning even more away from him.

That’s when he can’t help himself and rushes inside the living room. Kneeling on the carpet right in front of you, he places his hands gently on your knees.

“What’s going on? Did I do something?” He pleads softly.

There’s a hitch on his tone that makes you finally look at him. His beautiful blue eyes are ​​focusedon your face, searching in almost desperation for any sign of what might be happening to you.

The anger you were feeling melts just like that.

“No, my love, no…” You sigh in almost defeat and your hand cups his face instinctively, caressing the light stub shadowing his jaw. You shake your head and then turn away from him, not bearing to look at him when you add, “It´s stupid… You’ll think I’m so stupid.”

“Well… Try me.”

When you glance back at him your eyes catch his bare chest and it’s her hand you picture running over his skin. Your jaw clenches at the offending picture in your mind and that fire, not the good one, starts burning again.

“Was it good?” You shoot.

“What was good?”

“With Anna.” You shift, making his hands drop from your knees.

“What?” He frowns and tilts his head at you.

“Sex with Anna… Was it good?” You keep the sharpness in your voice and cross your arms in front of your chest, staring right at him.

The frown deepens on his forehead and his lips part, as if looking for something to say and finding nothing. Sheer confusion twists his face.  

“Fuck…” You sigh, covering your face with your hands for just a moment before looking back at him, holding back the tears threatening to spill. “Forget it, it’s stupid.” You repeat, shaking your head.

As he stares back at you, the confusion on his features starts settling into something else.  Something you take as.. empathy?

“It’s not stupid if it’s making you feel bad.” He states matter-of-factly. 

“It's just the hormones.” You try to brush it off with a laugh but it just sounds forced, even to your ears. You look away.

But, apparently, Bucky’s having none of it.  There’s no trace of mock or amusement on him as he swiftly gets up to sit beside you, his front completely turned to you. Ever so gently, he takes your hands in his and places a kiss on the back of them. The sweet gesture makes your heart jump and you slowly shift to face him as well.

“Tell me what’s on your mind.” He asks, running his thumb over your hands, which he rests on his lap, linked to his.

His words come so naturally to him. Because that’s how it’s been now. You two talk. And it’s been the key to your happiness all these years. So you do just that. You talk to him.

“It’s just…” You look briefly to the floor before gathering the braveness to look back at him. “We never really talked about how far your relationship with Anna went. I know that you two cared for each other and I know. I swear I know that it’s in the past and you love me.” You make sure to make that very clear to him, before shrugging, “But I– Fuck– Something made me think of it, just now, and I kept thinking about you two…”

You take a deep breath. His soft eyes on you the whole time, his willingness to listen prompting you to speak, “You two in bed together… I kept wondering what it really meant for you. How did it happen? How did you feel?.Was it good? I mean–she’s beautiful and–Shit,” You curse under your breath, interrupting your blabbering for a second with a shake of your head, “I know it doesn’t make sense. I’m so-”

“Hey. hey,” He cuts you in, softly squeezing your hands before you could blurt out an apology. “Have I ever told you how I felt when you brought Harry over for that first time? Steve’s birthday, remember?”

You cock your head at him. Almost amused by the absurdity of you and Harry - the man you met at a supporting group - being anything more than friends. Even before you found out he and Natasha had hooked up (and then married), you had never seen Harry like that. You had a suspicion Bucky had been a little jealous back then, but you never really talked about that either.

“Harry? Are you serious?” You ask. A little smile on your lips.

“Dead serious,” he admits, nodding, “I wanted to kill the bastard. I felt like shit. And, honestly, it took me a long while to get over the feeling, even when I found out the guy was head over heels for Nat.” He blows out a puff of air, “Trust me, I understand.”

You let out a breathy smile. He smiles too.

But it's brief.  

“I did have sex with Anna when I was with her.” He estates, his face serious again.

Your jaw clenches, the small amusement from seconds earlier vanishing into the air. You know that. It’s the whole reason for that conversation. But that doesn’t make it easy to hear it from him.

“You ask me if it was good?” He continues when you don’t say anything, “When I had sex with Anna, it was always an attempt at something. Trying, trying… It was always something like… an effort.”

You gulp at the admission, and he shrugs, not once avoiding your gaze, “It never felt…” He sighs, searching for the word. “Natural. It never felt natural. So, no. I don’t think good really applies to what it was. Not really. It may make me a jerk to say it, but that’s the truth.”

You have no idea what to say to him. All of a sudden, you wish you hadn’t started that conversation at all. You feel like he’s just revealed something you should be satisfied with, happy even.

But you don’t really know how it makes you feel.

If you would guess, you would say you feel sorry for himand her, even. How hard it must’ve been. To be in a relationship meant and designed in every aspect to make one of them forget someone else.   

“And that’s because it wasn’t you.”  

As he whispered his words, your breath caught. He reaches his hand, running the back of his fingers over your cheek. You lean against his touch. You have no idea why, but right now you feel so glad you’re here with him, like this. That horrible time in the past. 

“It could be her or anyone else. It would never mean or feel like it is with you. And it would definitely never be as good. Not even close.”

He holds your stare and you do it back. So many feelings, so much has gone between you two. Good and bad. All so you could live your love as you can today. He’s looking at you as if he’s feeling all that, too.

And he’s as glad as you are.

“I fucking love you.” His jaw clenches, as if the words come out of him filled with some kind of deep force.

“I love you.” You take in a shuddering breath, letting the mighty power those words carry rush over you.

He shifts on his seat and something in his gaze changes. Just like that, the atmosphere turns into something else.

Oh.

Oh.

The hormones inside of you are quick to notice the change as something you can only describe as a burning flame twists in your lower belly. You bite your lip, looking down at his. So soft. So lust and delicious.

So yours.  

Before you could even think to lean in, he swiftly grabs you and puts you across his lap.

“It’s like my body was made for you.” His voice is low as his hold on your waist tightens. “You drive me fucking crazy… the way you smell…so good.”

He tips his head to run his nose over the dip between your neck and shoulder. Taking in and relishing in your scent.

Your eyes flutter.  Your core cries for attention as you feel him already hardening against your ass.

“That thing you do with your fingers on my neck.” He grabs your hand to place it on the spot he just mentioned. You promptly do that little move you know he’s crazy about.

“Yeah, fuck,” he whispers and places a kiss on your neck, making a shiver run down your spine.

“Bucky…” you plead.

“The way you ride me.” He ignores your plea and keeps running his lips on your neck between words. 

Desirous words that make your mind spin. “You sound so beautiful when my cock is inside you. Your fucking breasts...”

He shows you his meaning by grabbing a handful of one of your breasts through your dress. It prompts a whimper out of you and your fingers dip into his locks, undoing his bun in the process.   

“God you’re fucking sexy, I have to hold myself back sometimes when there’s people around…But there’s no one here… Right, sweetheart?” His voice turns infinitely lower as his metal hand snakes under your dress.

That morning you had decided for a simple short tank top dress with a loose fitting to prepare yourself for the heat you’ve been feeling all the time.  You had no idea how much it would come in handy.

Fuck. 

You want him so damn much. So damn much it’s burning you. But the bastard, the bastard, keeps his touch under the skirt almost chaste, just massaging the skin and flesh of your thighs.

Not being able to hold yourself any longer, you turn his face to yours  and grab his lips in a kiss. The movement is harsh, almost violent. Pouring all your need and desire for him in there.

Responding to the kiss with the same ferocity, bucky fiercely moves your hips with his metal hand and grounds you against the hardness beneath you.

“Do you see what you do to me? Huh?” His voice is hoarse against your lips. His hand moves with you, but he doesn't really have to make any effort as your body moves on its own accord, grinding itself against his.

Longing for a breath, his lips part from your as he leans his forehead against your, “Is it like that for you too? Tell me you want me as much as I want you. All the fucking time.” He grits out.

Words evade you as your hips keep moving against him, chasing a release for the burning sparkles inside your core. So, as a way to show him, you grab his flesh hand under your dress and move higher, moving it under your underwear.

You’re soaked.

He lets out a harsh groan and you bet it’s pure primal instinct when his fingers start to move against your most sensitive spots. 

Moaning at the sensation, you bring your arms around his neck, and work on kissing every little piece of him you can reach. His ears, cheeks, temple, lips, neck, his touch is so right. Just where he knows drives you crazy.

God, you love how much he knows you.

You roll your hips in a frenetic rhythm, practically riding his hand and feeling how impossibly harder he’s getting beneath you.

As if he’s feeling the exact same thing, he lets out a guttural groan, “I love you. I want you so much.” His voice rasps as he leans back to look at you. “You’re gonna come for me.” He states rather than ask, and fuck if don’t almost melt at the mix of dominance and desperation of his tone.

You grind harder against his hand, ragged breaths slipping out of your parted lips while you stare right back at him.

“I need to feel you, I need to see you, fuck– I need you.” He pulls down the straps of your dress, leaving your dress bunched up in the middle and baring your breasts for him. He lets out a satisfied hum before dipping his head to suck at one of them.

You let out a loud moan and you arch against his lips with the intensity of your climax, that comes without warning.  This only prompts Bucky to suck your breasts harder, going from one to the other with ravenous appetite while you come undone around his fingers

In a reflex, you quickly pull his hand away, the sensations too much, and drop your body limp against him.

You stay like that, sucking in some much needed breaths inside your lungs as he lazily kisses your bare shoulders, wrapping his arms around you.

It’s only instinct, primal and hungry instinct, when you start moving your body, grinding against his hardness, even if the angle of you sitting across his body just doesn’t allow you much. 

“Hmm…” His hands travel around over you, “Do you want my cock, babe?” He offers in a sultry whisper.

“You did say something about riding.” You manage to let out between your still panting breathing.

He chuckles and bites his lower lip as, in a swift move, you adjust yourself on his lap, facing forward, while your back is to his chest.  

Both of you don’t want to waste any time, so, as you lift a little to pull your underwear to the side, he makes quick work of pushing down his pants. What a sight it is to watch from behind you his thick and hard cock bobbing against his stomach.

He catches your hungry stare and makes a show of giving it a few bumps, “Come and get it. It’s all yours.”

You don’t need to be told twice before you align your entrance to his tip and, with his help, make your descent to sit on him again.

Your eyes shutter and your lips part at the familiar stretch, “Goddammit you feel good.” You breathe, already bringing your hand to circle your clit as you feel him bottom up.

Bucky huffs through his teeth, “Right back at you, honey.” He circles his metal arm around you, grabbing a handful of your breast, as you start moving.

“Fuck… Yeah, baby, that’s it.” He praises, kneading the soft flesh in his hand as you pick up your rhythm.

You're a mess at this point, your dress is a mess, your body is a mess, but you don't care, all you can feel is his cock inside you and your hand on your clit.

All you can listen to is his loud moans mingling with your ragged pants as you ride him hard and fast, your ass bumping against him while he runs his tongue over your back.

You cry out and your pace falters at the electric sensation of your pleasure. “Bucky,” you let out a vicious sound when your second climax reaches you like a wave, making your legs tremble. Your pussy clenches around him.

“Oh, God,” he reacts at the gripping sensation, and you deliberately do it again, just because he sounds so beautiful, “Oh God, oh Baby… Yeah, fuck, just like that.” Between the blabbering words, he takes control of your hips, moving you wantonly around his cock. 

It doesn’t take long before he’s spilling his release inside you, groaning harshly and dragging sloppy open mouth kisses over your shoulder.

You lazily roll your hips around him to drag out the pleasure for both of you before you cease the movement and rest your back fully against his chest. He keeps himself inside you while wrapping his arms around your middle. Sighing, he draws slow circles over your belly.  

You’re the first to gather the force to speak, “Fuck, that was…”

“I know, fuck… I know.” He agrees, a tad breathless, “You’re the only one who ever made me feel this way,” he adds, still moving his hands around you and kissing your neck from behind you, like he just can’t get enough. A warm sensation settles inside you.

“You’re the only one I ever wanted.” He nuzzles your neck, “Always. No one can compare.” He sounds so honest, a deep and desperate kind of honesty that makes your heart swell with love for him.

You tilt your head so you can look at him. He halts from ravishing your neck to look back at you.

“I know, baby,” You assure, staring deeply into him. You need him to be sure of that, “I love you. You’re the only one I ever wanted, too. Always.”

You lean in and kiss him. Not that desperate and needy kiss from before, but one of love, devotion, peace and assurance. Everything you want you two to have in your relationship.

And you do.

He sighs through the kiss, as if he felt everything you put in there.

That’s when the caressing on your body, your legs, your belly intensifies.

You break the kiss and lift an eyebrow at him when you feel his cock hardening inside you again.

The sheepish look on his face is almost comical. “You look so beautiful when you’re pregnant. And I had to keep my hands to myself last time.” He pouts, before his lips twist into a naughty smile, “Literally”.

A breathy laugh slips out of your lips and, despite yourself, a tight kind of want starts pooling in your lower belly.  

He seems to sense that, as something dangerous laces his chuckle, “That firecracker of our daughter will be at school for a little longer, we’ve gotta make it count, beautiful.”

You don’t even have the chance to yelp before he easily handles you and you find yourself out of the sofa and on your all fours over the carpet. 

And once again he shows you how much he wants you.

Only you.

[thethedifferentone]

𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 & 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗳 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗸𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝗼𝘂𝘁𝘁𝗮 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗶𝗻 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟳 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝗱𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶𝗺𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗮𝘀𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝘀.𝗼.𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻 & 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗮 𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗯 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻 𝗺𝘆 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗼𝘁 𝘀𝘂𝗺 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗺𝘂𝗴 𝗳𝘁 𝟱𝟬 𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝘀𝘀 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗶'𝗺 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗼𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗸 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗴𝗼 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝟯𝟬/𝟯𝟬 𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘇 𝗲𝗮𝘇𝘆 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗰𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝗹𝗼 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘇𝗶𝗸 𝗱𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗴 𝗳𝗹𝘂 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗼𝘄 𝘇𝗮𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗽𝘁𝟮 𝗯𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗼𝘄 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗻𝗲𝘄 𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗯𝗶𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝘀𝘄𝗮𝗴 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘀.𝗼.𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗴 & 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗶𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗯𝗼𝘁𝗵 𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗲 𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗲   𝗶𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘆𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹'𝗲𝗺 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼'𝘀 𝟮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝗹𝗯𝘂𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 & 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗮𝗸𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆'𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸 & 𝘀𝘁𝘆𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗶𝘁𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆' 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝘁 & 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗶��𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁𝘀 𝗲𝘁𝗰. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝘂𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗱𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗮 𝗵𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗼𝗹 𝗮𝘀𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮𝗻 𝘂𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗮𝗸𝗮 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗽 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝗯𝗶𝗴 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲 𝘀.𝗼.𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗹𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗶𝗮 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗶𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝗻𝗲 & 𝘀𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗷𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝗿𝗼𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻

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 Soulja Boy - Trappin N Cappin' (Official Music Video) https://youtu.be/-cWvTaxozyA Ja-bar - Daze ft. Soulja Boy Tell'em https://youtu.be/s85RLoQK-E4 Soulja Boy - New New (Official Music Video) https://youtu.be/LRhcx0zTd1w Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - Cuban Link https://youtu.be/L66N3KVZeRo Bow Wow vs. Soulja Boy (Official Music Video) https://youtu.be/OyffQkWyJO0 Soulja Boy ft. JBAR - What You Know https://youtu.be/-ncfIQHzh90 Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - POW (twitter.com/souljaboy) https://youtu.be/sUcr24DFxvA Soulja Boy Tell'em - Bird Walk https://youtu.be/L81maEBjvgc Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - Big Soulja (Official Music Video) https://youtu.be/U-vDuQ6qHkg Soulja Boy Tell 'Em - Spend It All Video) https://youtu.be/14QVnt1UgDo Soulja Boy Tell Em - Top Back [HD] https://youtu.be/M51BR7BjffU

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American rapper JBAR (Ja-Bar) joins forces with fellow hip hop artist K-Major to create a groovy lyrical flow of rhythm and rhyme in his latest single, ‘Ghost’.

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JBAR (Ja-Bar) excites the audience with a quality hip-hop production ‘Ghost’