#and thank you!! you’re so sweet! 🥰

[ragingdumpsterfire]

💜💙💘💗💪🔈👏

forget being anonymous i'm signing my name here xD

[emry-stars-art]

Hiii emryy I saw your absolutely adorable chibis and only after a while did I realise that people could ask for prompts because I was so fixated on how cute they are!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Sooo I've looked at the prompts and I immediately thought about andrew kissing neils scars in number 6 (possibly royal au? 👀✨) I wish u a lovely day :)

You were so nice about the chibis and then I went and did my usual style for this one, Im so sorry 😭 but hear me out:

(That’s it, this is my argument)

Requests are open until the end of Dec’ 23 💕

[roguelov]

Hello! I've been reading a lot of your, Morpheus fic and I love them💕 I was hoping to make a request where reader just randomly gives Morpheus hugs and kisses whenever he is doing something or nothing at all and just leaves him be right after leaving him flustered and confused at times 🤭✨

Dream needs hugs 24/7

Dream was hunched over a table in the library. Books were spread and stacked all over the long wooden table. He was completely engrossed with his studies, and had been for hours.

Arms gently wrapped around his shoulders. He didn’t flinch, no one else would dare touch him. Yet, his heart lurched forward in his chest.

“What are you doing, my sweet king?” Your sweet voice hummed in his ear.

His heart skipped again, yet he answered with such ease. “Research.”

“How exciting,” you jokingly said.

“It can be.”

“Perhaps.” You rested your chin on his shoulder, staring down at the pages. “Have you learned anything new?”

Your cheek brushed against his. Electricity surged through him. “No, nothing yet,” he answered.

You kissed his cheek, then his temple. “Then let me give you some peace so you can return to your work.”

Dream’s skin grew hot. Your arms slowly withdrew, your fingers skimmed over his chest. His heart flipped, doing dizzy somersaults. You had such an effect on him, a drunken intoxicating and always addicting effect. Your hands gripped the back of his chair. He still felt your comforting warmth. You leaned down and pecked the top of his head.

“Just don’t work too hard, okay?” You whispered softly into his hair.

“Of course,” he mumbled.

When you finally drew away, finally left him, he let out a shaky breath. His covered his now flushed face with his hands.

Such tender, loving gestures. Such sweetness.

No matter how often you did it, no matter when or where, his body reacted all the same. He was not immune to your touches and kisses. You gave them so freely and he cherished them like gold and forgotten treasure.

“My lord?” Dream dropped his hands to see Lucienne’s concerned face. “Are you alright?”

Dream smiled, a small one but genuine. “I am, I am more than well.”

Yes, he was elated, and a love struck fool to you. He wouldn’t change anything about it.

His sweet loving mortal.

[yoohyeon]

Just came back from my social worker and guys that time we went deep into my soul 😭 jfbsjdbd

[sukunasdirtylaugh]

Breaking my heart with the fact that satoru has another woman and wants another baby with HER 😭😭😭 like please no, let me get my man back in bed and I’ll do the job 🤰🏼love this au!!

I KNOW ITS TERRIBLE 😭 I could never stand this irl, but at this point, the reader can’t really know what’s true or not 👀. She’s stronger than me though, because as soon as I get home, I’d be crying and reminiscing 😔

[yonglixx]

sun!!!!!! my most extraordinary friend I have been most atrocious in my healing cat duties but fear not sweet angel I come bearing wondrous gifts!!!

However!! You must beware!! Their all powerful magic lasts only a mere 24 hours!!

Use them well 🤍🪄

omggggg🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲🥲 I guess I have to use them now I have no other choice but also why are they all such distinguished gentlemen ajdhajgja

[wexhappyxfew]

Heeey how are you? Hope you had an amazing day 💙 I just read your Rosie fic and I absolutely LOVED the way you wrote this piece, everything feels familiar yet you had me begging for more, more of Judy and all the other girls, more answers to everything!!! Thanks for sharing this great work with all of us, I'll definitely come for more 😌🫡

OMG!!! JESS! HEY!!!! 🥹✨🫶 thanks so much for stopping by! :D i hope you’ve had a lovely day yourself!!

AHHHHHH THANK YOUUUUU!!!! your tags were literally so enjoyable to read O M G !!!!! i cant thank you enough for the love! 🥹 i love that it came across that way so so much - the familiarity yet distance of it and wanting to grasp for more - i’m so glad it came across that way because i have SO MUCH MORE in terms of writing for the silver bullets ladies!!! :D there’s some content out but i have so many ideas that i want to experiment with and this message just means SO MUCH!!! 🫶

i can definitely promise more with the silver bullets ladies in the VERY near future! judy included! she’s my sweet bean (+ ofc rosie, those two are just *distant screaming*)!!!

thank YOU for enjoying and reading and taking the time to add your lovely tags and then this sweet message (you’ve made my night!)! thank you for the support and i’m excited for what’s to come with this group!!!!

THANK YOU AGAIN!

[antvnger]

Oh Tony. Always full of surprises. And this one touches her in a way she wasn’t expecting. She relaxes as she returns the hug and smiles softly. “Thank you, Tony,” she softly replies. “I appreciate you very much.” @stxrksarc

((Am I legit friends with Tony Stark? Is that what’s happening? 🥰))

[bananahkim]

My bestie hyping me up by reblogging my art and adding nice things over and over <33

[honnelander]

hiii i love your work and i just can’t wait to read everything you write so feel free to tag me in anything you write about one piece whether that be series, os, blurbs for any one piece character!!!!

thank you so much 🤭💖 absolutely! your support is much appreciated 🫶🏼

[milkyplier]

It's 3 am in the morning...

And I'm OBSESSED with your Ao3 stories MY GODNES THEY ARE SO *cheff kiss*😭🤌🏾💕

HSHSFFJFAHHAJFJFHSHJAHSHAJDFHDHAHHAJDHHFJFHSHAJAHSHFJFJSJW 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

THANK YOU SO MUCH LIL’ ANON I 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 THIS IS THE HIGHEST COMPLIMENT I HAVE WVER BEEN GIVEN I FEEL LIKE I’M FLOATING AND THERE ARE LIL’ SPARKLY EMOJIS FLOATING AROUND ME THANK YOU

YOU

YOU ARE THE SWEETEST, AWESOMEST LIL’ ANON EVER AND I’M KEEPING YOU FOREVER YOU’RE MINE NOW

Also I hope you got some sleep, lil’ anon, or a nap today, or a nice cup of coffee! Make sure you take care of yourself, ok??? 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[anxiousbabybird]

There's a rumor going around that you're a cutie!! Is it true?? 👀👀

I think you got the rumor backwards patchy because it’s definitely you that is the cutie!!

[yonglixx]

Hi sweetheart! How are you? 😘

Felix was my inspirational muse 😍😍 today so I made you a little something 💖💖💖

Hope you like it! Have a lovely day! 🥰🥰🥰

WOW are you serious ??? this is so amazing !!!!! I don't know what to say 🥹🥹🥹omg I am gonna treasure is forever its so beautiful thank you so much love and i love that you chose 'charmer' Felix, absolutely my favorite I love it🫠🫠🫠🫠🫠 i hope you’re having a lovely day 🥰🤍💕

[rosicheeks]

🌸🦖🌿?

-🌸

🌸 Best compliment you ever received?

I feel like it had to be something about my personality. Personality compliments are always top tier for me and then singing compliments are probably next 🩷

🦖 Favorite extinct animal?

Dinosaurs???? I’m sorry I’m awful lol

🌿 Describe your favorite outfit.

Right now I don’t think I have a *favorite* outfit. My go to outfit when I want to look cute is usually a skirt and a top that is either a crop top or I crop myself 😂

[caught-in-the-filter]

*runs back* you're amazing and i hope you are having a wonderful day *kisses other cheek, runs away again*

[jobean12-blog]

Birds of a Feather

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x female reader (friends to lovers)

Word Count: 2.5K

Summary: You have to attend a close relative's wedding and there's no one better to bring than your best friend, Bucky.

Author's Note: Seeing so much of happy Seb lately-and looking so good-made me want to write something sexy and fluffy so here we are. Thank you all so much for reading! Much love always! ❤️❤️❤️Divider by the lovely @firefly-graphics thanks Daisy!🥰

Warnings: soft and sweet, tense and flirty, Bucky is the best in every way!

‘Come on up. Room 322.’

His thumbs hang limply over the phone screen, his brain going blank.

When he sent the text ten seconds earlier to let you know he’s arrived he figured you would meet him down in the lobby or at the hall.

Meeting you in the hotel room is a problem he anticipated when he gave himself a pep talk before leaving.

“She’s your best friend. Don’t do anything stupid…like go to the hotel room.”

His fingers finally start to move over the letters. ‘I can meet you down here…’

But maybe you need help with something?

He deletes the text, now typing, ‘is there anyone with you?,’ but that just sounds weird and possessive.

‘I can see you typing,’ you text. ‘Just come up. I need help.’

With a laugh, he deletes everything again and types simply, ‘be right there doll.’

His long legs carry him quickly to the elevator and when he presses the button for the third floor he takes a deep breath, his pulse climbing it’s way up his throat.

The door to your room is propped open with the dead bolt, but he knocks anyway.

“Come in Buck!”

Pushing it open just enough to peek his head in, he calls out, “I could be anyone, and you just invite me in without checking!”

“You just texted me you were coming up,” you sing from the bathroom, quickly continuing before he can say more, “and most of the people on his floor are friends or relatives here for the wedding.”

“Well, I’m glad to know you take your safety as seriously as I do,” he shouts back.

Your voice gets louder as you walk into the bedroom. “With you around I never have to worr…”

You stop for a breath when you see him, but your next words are lost to the blank void of his brain as he takes in your dress and how you look in it. To put it simply- stunning.

“Bucky?”

He startles, having no idea how long he’d been silent.

“Yeah doll…that’s…I’m here.”

When he finally drags his eyes to your face, you’re fighting a smile. “I asked if you could help me?”

“Oh, right. Sure. With what exactly?”

He cringes but steps closer.

“My dress?”

You turn around to show him the fabric at the back that hangs open, a tiny zipper dangling down at your lower back.

Trying to suppress a groan, but not being entirely successful he swallows hard. “That zipper looks very tiny.”

“It is,” you agree. “I realize I should have asked someone with smaller hands to help me out, but everyone is running around with their own nonsense so here we are.”

He approaches with a casual, “sure, of course doll.”

But then he does something without fully realizing it until the shiver runs along your back: he drags a knuckle down the curve of your spine.

You turn and look at him over your shoulder.

He just blinks and looks down to grab the zipper, mumbling about how small it is.

It’s quiet as he carefully pulls the zipper up and when he reaches the top he lets it fall and gently runs a finger along the top of the dress as he moves around to look at you.

“All set,” he whispers.

You smile and clear your throat before giving him an appreciative once over.

“You look hot.”

“Thanks doll. You…” and he struggles when his voice comes out a bit strangled, “you look breathtaking.”

You reach up and touch his bow tie, pulling at the neatly tied ends as you tell him, “I was hoping you’d arrive a flustered mess over how to tie this so I could do it for you.”

With a grin, he reaches up and tugs the end, untying it in a smooth pull.

“Figure you should do something in return after I battled that zipper,” he teases.

Still smiling, you take a hold of the tie, tugging it to align the ends evenly around his neck. “I didn’t get the impression it was such a hardship.”

His answering smirk is so telling you have to stifle a laugh.

“Are you feeling ready for this? I know these big events aren’t your favorite.”

“I’ll manage just fine doll, thanks. Besides, I’ve got the most beautiful date in the whole place.”

With your focus still on his bow tie he takes the opportunity to openly stare. When you smile at his sweet words he’s mesmerized by the way your soft lips part and his eyes stay glued to your mouth.

You look up to meet his gaze and he quickly lifts his eyes, a light pink sweeping across his cheeks.

You blink away and he looks down at your hands, noting the very little progress you’ve made.

“Do you have any idea what you’re doing?”

“Well…yes. I’m sure I can…”

“You’ve never done this before, have you?”

“You might be right!,” you quip, “but I’m no quitter.”

He’d be happy to stand there all night.

You finally step back, surveying your work, and frown. “I’m going to be honest, not sure I made it look as good as you did.”

He looks down and undoes the mess and you glower as he handily fixies it.

“Wow, no need to gloat you butthead.”

He lets out a full-bodied laugh, eyes crinkled, and nose scrunched, and you enjoy the sight before he explains, “I’ve done it a million times. I’m always the one in the tux when we go undercover.”

“That’s because you’re the one that looks the best.”

“Thanks doll,” he answers quietly.

“There are so many people here,” you whisper as you lead him through the crowd in the hall.

He let’s out a low whistle, nodding in agreement and aking in the décor.

You greet people as you walk, introducing Bucky to those that don’t already know him. Their eyes follow you, curiosity piqued in their expression as they wonder who he is to you.

You wonder the same. Your favorite person in the world. Your best friend…and so much more?

You take his elbow and guide him forward toward the outside set up where the ceremony will take place. On the way you find your grandmother and introduce him.

Since he can’t take his eyes off you he notices the subtle shift in your demeanor, the softening of your face and the adoration in your eyes.

He expects a gentle handshake but instead gets pulled in for a hug.

“Oh darling, isn’t he a sight,” you grandma says, patting Bucky’s cheek. “And you,” she says, turning her eyes your way. “Gorgeous.”

“Thanks grandma,” you beam.

A woman whizzes by, catching your eye and pointing to her watch.

“Looks like it’s time,” you announce.

Bucky holds out one arm for your grandma and the other for you.

“And a gentleman too,” your grandma gushes as she loops her arm through his. “Definitely a keeper.”

“You can keep grandma company,” you say as you approach the chairs.

“Of course, doll,” he says and leans in to kiss your cheek before helping your grandma into her seat.

“I’ll see you after the ceremony.” You gather your dress and turn to head back inside to meet the wedding party. “Miss me,” you call over your shoulder with a playful smile.

He stares as you walk away, quietly admitting, “I already do.”

Slight nerves take over when you hear the music start but the moment you walk out into the crowd your eyes zero in on Bucky. And what do you know? He’s looking right back at you…and he doesn’t take his eyes off you the whole ceremony.

After the ceremony it takes forever to work your way through the crowd to him, and in between catching up with friends and family or directing someone somewhere, you catch glimpses of him smiling and laughing with your grandma and happily keeping her company.

When you finally do reach him, your grandma has been safely escorted to her seat and now a woman hangs off his arm- Jessica. You know her, an old family friend, and you like her well enough, but you step up behind them right as she asks Bucky if she can steal him for the first dance, and your stomach drops.

You jerk to a stop. He hasn’t seen you. He should accept. You’ll hate it, but you’re not in any position to protest.

But then Bucky says only a gentle, “sorry, no can do. Tonight, I’ve only got one dance partner.”

Your heart nearly leaps out of your chest, and you step closer, swallowing down the emotion.

“Hey you two!”

Bucky turns, extracting his arm from Jessica and setting a warm palm at your lower back.

“And here she is. My favorite dancing partner.”

Jessica leans around from his other side and says hello.

“Thanks for coming,” you tell her.

“Oh my god, of course. I wouldn’t miss it. And I was just meeting your friend, James, here.”

She emphasizes the word friend and at her usage of his real name you have to hold back a giggle.

“Isn’t he wonderful,” you hum, sliding your hand up his bicep. “He’s been keeping my grandmother company this whole time.”

She swoons and smiles at Bucky before turning back to you.

“He is. I just wasn’t expecting you to have a date. You’re usually always flying solo at these family events.”

You feel the smile slipping from your face and an uncomfortable laugh escapes.

The simple answer never comes to you, and you feel caught like a deer in the headlights.

“Actually, that’s only because I was away for work,” Bucky steps in smoothly. “I hate to miss any chance to be her date, but my schedule can be pretty demanding sometimes.”

“Oh, you’re so sweet,” Jessica says. “Work is important of course.”

“Yeah,” he answers, “but not as important as her. So, from now I won’t be missing another event.”

Jessica’s face does a thing. It’s a barely restrained, ‘oh okay, I see.’

Bucky’s smile remains but it doesn’t look entirely natural anymore but when he looks at you, every emotion on his face is genuine.

“Ready to find our seats doll face,” he asks you.

“Sure,” you reply.

“Well, it was nice to meet you Jennifer. Enjoy the party.”

With a firm hand, he leads you away. You allow yourself to be guided up the grassy path and indoors to where a band plays. Bucky grabs you two flutes of champagne off a passing tray and hands you one.

“That was swoony,” you tell him then take a sip.

“All I did was grab it from a tray doll. Time to raise your bar a bit.”

Laughing, you smack his beefy shoulder with your free hand. “Not that! The way you gently let Jennifer have it back there.”

He takes a sip, eyes on you. “She deserved worse, but I didn’t want to start trouble.”

With your brow raised you match his mischievous grin then you take his glass and set it down on one of the small tables, leading him to the dance floor.

He looks confused at first but when your hands slide up his chest and around his neck he circles his arms around your waist.

He relaxes against you, hands warm and strong on your lower back and you rest your cheek to his shoulder.

“You’re always so comfy.”

“Thank you.”

“And you always look out for me.”

He presses a kiss to your temple.

“Of course, doll.”

“You’re my favorite person in the Universe.”

He doesn’t respond at first, not for five or ten or thirty seconds. You keep waiting for the feeling of rejection in his silence but instead it feels like an agreement and finally his words confirm it.

“Mine too, doll.”

Your quiet slow dance is the last moment alone you have for the next few hours because what follows is a whirlwind of a reception.

And the whole time he can’t take his eyes off you.

“Think I’m ready to get out of here,” you say as you slump against his side.

He carefully holds you up as he stands and reaches to take your hand.

“Come on doll face. I’ll take you home.”

When you reach your apartment door your feet are aching, and your legs are tired. You retrieve your key from the hidden pocket in your small purse and slide it into the doorknob.

“I’m going to need you to unzip me,” you say, gesturing casually to your dress.

His silence makes you slowly turn around to face him and when you meet his eyes they’re heavy with heat and desire.

“Bucky?”

“Turn back around,” he says gruffly.

You do as your told and feel his exhaled puff of air against your bare shoulder before he takes your wrists in this hands and places your palms flat against the door. His metal fingers slide down one arm then trace the curve of your shoulder, while his other toys with the small zipper.

He starts to pull it down, so slowly, you feel every brush of his skin against yours and it sends a tremble across your body. For every new inch of your skin that he exposes his breath quickens. You can feel the heat of him so close and your fingers press into the hard wood of the door.

Once the fabric hangs loosely at the sides he stops and slips his hands inside to your waist and turns you back to face him.

“You’re so soft,” he murmurs. “I…”

You drag your fingers along his temple and down his jaw. Your finger falls to his bottom lip, tracing it’s outline.

You can see it in his eyes, the understanding that everything between you is easy and you don’t have to try. It’s too good.

Your gaze drops to his lips again and your mouth goes soft. “Kiss me Bucky.”

The words are just barely out of your mouth and he’s already leaning in, lips on yours, warm and urgent, his hands rising to cup your face. Your instincts send tight, possessive fists to the lapels of his jacket and you melt completely into the domination and tenderness in his touch.

With a quiet groan he tilts his head, deepening the contact into a decadent slide, sending a hungry hand down your body once again and grabbing your ass to press all your softness against the hard planes of his body.

He catches your bottom lip between his teeth, drags slowly away, and you chase the contact, but he stops you, pressing his thumb over your lips.

He stares for what feels like forever, then kisses you again, lingering before he murmurs, “you’re so beautiful,” into the sensitive skin below your ear, and then repeats it quietly into your neck.

“Are you going to stay the night?” you ask breathless.

“If you’ll have m…”

“Yes. Yes Bucky.”