#and that's a wrap on this series ✌️

[noswordinourlake]

Sure he killed, and maimed, and destroyed one innocent life after another. Doesn't he deserve an alive shizun? And jewelry?

[marvelouslizzie]

Not Lonely Anymore

summary: You hear your roommate Bucky Barnes moan your name while masturbating and it changes everything between you two.

pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

word count: 3K

warnings: 18+, dry jumping (brief), unprotected sex, daddy kink, metal arm kink, choking, teasing, dirty talk, no mention of y/n.

A/N: Hello hello! I present you the last part of my Lonely Night series. I am so grateful for your interest in the first two parts. I tried to keep my motivation up and give these two perverts a satisfying ending. I hope you will enjoy it as much as I did. Your feedback would be much appreciated.

You don't have to read the first two parts to understand what's going on but if you want to, please check my blog/masterlist for A Lonely Night and Same Lonely Night.

Thank you so much @notafunkiller for beta-reading and editing. Daddy kink and choking is for you ✌️

All work is mine, please do not repost or translate without my permission.

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You can’t take your eyes off Bucky while you're processing what has just happened. Your eyes roam around his face and bare chest before falling on his shorts. His erection is pressed against the waistband, carefully hidden away from you but the wetness forming on the fabric betrays Bucky’s intentions. You can’t contain your smile, but Bucky doesn’t see it. He’s too lost in his own thoughts, and when your eyes meet, you realize he is worried and embarrassed. He opens his mouth, wanting to say something in order to end this awkward silence, but you beat him to it.

“Did you just say my name?” It comes out so calm, you even surprise yourself.

You know he did. You heard it with your own ears loud and clear. That’s why you dropped your glass after all. But it was that shocking to you. That unbelievable! So you just want him to confirm it. To make it real and assure you that really happened. Maybe then you will be able to believe it.

“I- I can explain.” You notice the cold sweat forming on his forehead.

He seems like a scared kid who got caught doing something he shouldn’t do. And it’s probably because he thinks he might lose you. You would feel the same way if he was the one who caught you masturbating just an hour ago. God, that would be mortifying, but now that you are on the other side of the equation, all you feel is excitement.

The realization eventually sinks in: he wants you. He actually wants you. That gives you a level of confidence you never had before.

You take a step forward and close the distance. Your lips are on his before he can react. You wanted to do this for a long time, but you had been unsure if he would have wanted it or not. You have a clear answer now, so there’s no need to hold yourself back. It takes him a second to respond to you, but you don’t hesitate. You just keep kissing him and it wakes him up like he has been hibernating for a long time.

His hands wrap around your torso and he pulls you closer. His fingers are digging into your hips like he’s trying to convince himself this is real, and he tilts his head just enough to deepen the kiss. His tongue gently slides into your mouth and that makes you moan for the first time. His lips, his tongue… He tastes so sweet. You just can’t get enough of it. It makes you crave him even more, and you don’t know how that is even possible.

Suddenly you push him, hoping to get him back inside his bedroom, but he doesn’t move an inch. He just gives you a dazed look, trying to understand why you did that.

“Work with me. Just move back.” You sound impatient, and he finally understands what you are trying to do.

“Fine.” He raises both of his hands like he’s surrendering, with a smile on his face, then he takes a step back and lets you push him further inside the room. You continue until the back of his knees hits the bed and he falls onto it after one final push.

“Is that what you wanted?” He sounds amused.

“Yeah.” You straddle him without missing a beat, getting comfortable on his lap while he pulls you in for another kiss.

This time it feels a little different. His hands are on your cheeks, holding you still while his tongue explores your mouth. It is the most passionate kiss you have ever had in your life. His erection is standing right there, between your legs and you can’t help yourself… You can’t stop that urge that’s slowly building up and why would you? You’re on his lap, finally doing this. There’s no need to stop yourself from doing what you want. So while he tastes you however he wants, you start to move your hips. After a couple of tries, you find the perfect spot and both of you moan nearly at the same.

He stops kissing you for a second just to take a breath, but he still holds your cheeks with his big hands and looks into your eyes. It’s like he’s afraid you might disappear. You have no plans of disappearing or stopping, though. You keep moving your hips and watching his eyes flutter every time you rub the right spot. It feels good even with the fabric between you two. Yet it’s not enough.

“We should get rid of your shorts.”

“And your panties.”

You raise yourself on your knees, just enough for him to push his shorts down, but you don't give him enough space to take them off completely.

“I don’t wanna use any protection. Do we have to?”

“Well, we don’t have to, but we might need to.” He’s not sure how fertile he is. It’s not like he tried it before, so it’s quite risky. All he knows is he has a lot more come than an average man and that’s a problem when it comes to using condoms. They are practically useless.

“I’m on the pill.” You quickly clarify. You only asked the question to see if he was comfortable with the idea or not.

“Then we definitely don’t need to.” Oh, he’s definitely comfortable. The way he just said it is enough.

He grabs his cock while you pull your panties aside without wasting any time, and you lower yourself onto him while balancing yourself with one arm on his shoulder.

“That impatient?” He taunts you, but he chokes on his words as soon as he feels your wetness. The head of his cock rests between your folds while you answer him:

“Are you not?” You sound relatively normal. Then you keep talking while taking him inch by inch. “Would you rather fuck your fist and fantasize about me?”

He wants to answer you. He wants to say something, but being balls deep inside you makes it harder to do so. He just lets out a low groan while grabbing your ass to ground himself.

You’re not so different from him. The way he stretches you pulls a pornographic moan out of you. You sit still for a second, trying to get used to this feeling. You can’t remember the last time you felt this full. It makes you shiver even without moving. You take your time and he just waits, patiently until you get used to the sensation. After a couple of seconds, you feel confident enough to move.

“Ready?”

“Yes.” There’s a bit of hesitation in his voice, but you don’t notice it because you are lost in the feeling of finally being so full. All of your senses are overwhelmed by it.

You aren’t sure if it’s going to hurt because he’s definitely the biggest you have ever had. So you move your hips slowly and test the waters. There’s something there. Some kind of discomfort. You can’t say you feel uncomfortable, you just need to get used to his size. So you keep moving because there’s this promise of pleasure hidden behind that discomfort. You can nearly taste it and it keeps you going. While trying to figure out the best way to move, you don’t realize Bucky is watching you, carefully. He’s trying to read your expression and see if you are okay. He’s ready to take up the reins or just stop if that’s what you need. His hands gently roam your body, discovering little details about your skin. Like how many moles you actually have.

“No rush. Take your time.” He sounds more like himself, much more confident than before.

You moan because of his words. His voice is deeper and it makes your blood rush. You start to move a little faster and notice how the discomfort slowly fades away. He notices that, too while grabbing your tits with both of his hands. One is colder than the other, and the contrast is dizzying. You lean into him, just to feel him a little bit more, and his grip on your tits tightens.

“God, so fucking pretty!”

Before you can say anything, his mouth is on your right nipple. You feel his tongue flicking over and over again while his other hand rests on the other breast. Then he sucks your nipple into his mouth, letting his teeth graze over it. You grunt because of the mixed sensations. Just when you are about to protest, he lets out your nipple and moves on to the other one. He gives it the same treatment. A mix of licking, sucking, and biting until you can’t contain your movements. Your hips start to move so much faster, making both of you moan loudly.

“God, I wanted to do this for ages!” The words spill out from your lips without much of a thought.

“You did?” He doesn’t miss a beat.

“Yeah.” There’s no point in hiding it anymore, is there?

“Does this mean I am the daddy?”

His question catches you off guard, and you just freeze in the middle of the action.

“You… heard me.” It comes out more like a question rather than a statement.

“Why do you think I was masturbating?”

It takes you a couple of seconds to process what he's just said. He actually heard you. You never used his name, but it doesn’t change the fact that he witnessed something so private. Something you really wanted to hide from him, yet the idea of him hearing you also sets you on fire. Instead of submitting to the urge to get all shy, you decide to ask him what you actually want to know.

“You heard me and instead of making a move, you decided to fuck your fist?”

“What was I supposed to do? Knock on your door and ask if I can replace your dildo?”

“Yeah. Sounds great to me.” You keep moving your hips fast while talking. “Or maybe you are too shy to take what you really want.”

“Shy?” He blinks a couple of times.

“You don’t seem shy but maybe you are. Maybe you are a submissive little boy who wants to just lay here and take whatever I give you.”

You watch his expression change into something so different. It’s not particularly dark, but it feels like it. Before you can say anything else, he just flips you over. Your mouth falls open when your back touches the bed. Instinctively, you try to wrap your legs around his torso, but he doesn’t let you. Instead, he pushes your knees back to your chest.

“What are you doing?” Your amazement is evident in your voice.

“Taking what I really want.” It takes a lot of effort to hide your smile. You can’t believe your taunting worked that quickly. “Tell me if it gets too much and I will stop.”

“Oh, I doubt that.”

He waits for you to finish talking and then he starts to move. Your mouth falls open once again but this time, it’s not because you are surprised. It’s because you can’t believe how good it feels. It’s completely different than how it felt when you were on his lap. He reaches deeper inside you in this position, and his hands are still on your legs, pushing you further into the bed. You let out another sinful moan.

“Way better than I imagined.”

“Is it?” A smile lingers on his lips. “Feel free to be as loud as you want.”

“Do you want us to get kicked out of this apartment?” It takes every ounce of strength in you to form this sentence without stuttering. It’s so hard to talk like you aren’t getting railed.

“No, I just wanna hear you call me daddy.”

You can’t help but moan. Shit, he really heard everything. You feel so exposed, but somehow it doesn’t bother you. Is he actually into this? Who could’ve guessed?

“If you want that, you gotta work harder than this.”

“Ask for it.”

“Harder, please.” He waits for daddy to come out of your mouth, but it doesn’t. You really meant what you just said, he needs to earn it.

So that’s exactly what he does. He starts to pound you, just the way you fantasized. He manages to touch every part inside you and fills up in a way that makes you wanna cry. Your moans get louder with each thrust.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” Your ears start to buzz. You can feel that your orgasm is close.

“Talk to me, doll.”

He wants to hear you, and you don’t feel like holding back anymore.

“I’m-I’m so close, Bucky.”

“What do you need?” His question is instant. You feel that he’s ready to do whatever you want.

“Nothing. Absolutely nothing.” You take a deep breath just to be able to keep talking. “Just keep going. Please…” Your voice comes out so pathetic, but you can’t brush off the urge to beg him. He would like that, wouldn’t he? You did it while masturbating and he got a hard-on just because of you. “Please, please, please.”

Your words make him groan like he is struggling to contain his excitement.

“I really need it, daddy, please…”

“Fuck, baby.” You feel him losing control. His thrusts are sloppier but he notices that, too. His metal arm moves on your chest and rests there. You don’t know if he’s trying to keep you still or ground himself. Then he looks directly into your eyes, trying to see if that makes you uncomfortable or not. It definitely doesn’t. Quite the opposite, you need his hand on your neck, and you gently grab his metal hand and move it on your neck without breaking eye contact. You watch his eyes widen with the realization.

“Are you sure?” You nod in response, but it’s not good enough for him. “Words, baby. I need actual words.”

“Please.”

That does it. His fingers tighten around your neck, pressing right against your veins, careful not to crush your windpipe.

“Yess.” Your head is thrown back. This is exactly what you wanted.

The way he’s choking you snaps something inside you. It intensifies everything you are feeling at that moment. Your whole body suddenly starts to shake, and it surprises you. You have never reached an orgasm this quickly before.

“Yes, yes, yes. Oh god, yes!” Your voice comes out hoarser than usual.

“Look at you.” He taps his fingers on your neck while he keeps moving. “My pretty baby. So good for me.”

You only moan in response, already too lost in the waves of your orgasm. It’s running through your whole body like electricity.

“Look at me! Look into my eyes.” He sounds so commanding and you listen to him even though it’s so hard to do it. He looks like he’s about to lose it, too.

“Come with me. P-please.”

“You want me to come, baby?” He asks in a way that makes you wanna cry out even more. Like he won’t come if that’s what you want. He will keep holding back until you say so but you don’t want that. You want him to enjoy this as much as you do.

“Please, daddy. Come with me.” He groans in response. You clearly see how your words affect him, especially calling him daddy. You can’t believe how much he’s into it.

He stops holding back and starts to move in a way that makes you scream. So you do that. You can’t contain the noises you make when he moves like this. You grip on his sheets, letting him ruin you for any other man.

“Fuck! Such pretty sounds… You like it that much, baby?”

“Yes, yes. So good, daddy.” You slur at the last part. You don’t care. You don’t care about anything when he makes you feel like this.

“Fuck, you take me so well.” You can actually hear that he’s close. “I-I’m gonna come, oh fuck.”

“Yess!” You have been waiting for this. You want it so badly. You wanna see him come. You want him to feel good, all because of you. You want to witness a part of him that he hides away from everyone else. It feels like owning a part of him. So private and primitive, but you don’t care. You need this.

He lets out the most guttural moan right before starting to come inside you. He doesn’t stop, just keeps the same pace, emptying himself inside you.

“Take it, baby. Take it! It’s all yours.” You know what he’s talking about. His come is already dripping out, yet he’s not done coming.

It looks like he lost his damn mind, but it’s the hottest thing you have ever witnessed in your life. You are so fascinated by him even though you are still coming yourself. That's why you force yourself to keep your eyes open and watch him while your high slowly fades away. Yet he keeps going. His hands are gripping on your tights, pulling you into him every time he moves. His come is dripping on your ass, to the sheets. It’s so messy but feels out of this world.

After a couple more thrusts, he collapses on top of you. His head rests on the crook of your neck, and you feel his heavy breathing on your skin. You don’t mind it, though. He doesn’t let his whole weight crush you. Always so thoughtful….

Your hands go to his hair, gently stroking it. That makes him move his head and look at you.

“We should’ve done this before.” That makes you wanna laugh, but instead, you just give him a huge smile.

“Yes, we should have. It was amazing.”

Suddenly he moves away from you, leaving you completely empty. It makes you whine instantly. You miss the fullness and the warmth of his cock already.

“Where are you going?” You give him a confused look while raising yourself on the bed. “Come back here.”

“Not was.” He kneels right next to the bed, in between your legs, and moves his head closer to your dripping core. “I’m not done with you, baby.”

[justmeinatree]

10 - Made Of Something New : Home

Summary : you meet niall in your hotel bar. and there’s an intense connection.

previous part /// jump to pt. 1

TW : smut

Word Count : 2.5k

A/N : she’s all done 😭 i am floored by the support i’ve gotten on this fic. seriously, a giant hug to all of you. i’d also like to throw in a couple honourable mentions, to the lovely @horansqueen who provided the amazing gifs featured at the beginning of each chapter ! and to the equally lovely @niallthebadboi who has been listening to me rant about this story for months now. i owe you both so much ♥️ anyway, without further ado .. ✌️

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May 1 - Home

you were so thankful it was saturday. after your brother’s wedding last week, you’d jetted back home, and with no time to adjust to the jetlag, you were back at work.

it was such a long, busy, work week that you’d barely had time to think anything over. but now you were basking in the opportunity that is the weekend, and you’re comfortably curled into your bed, awake, but eyes closed, enjoying the warmth of the late morning sun drifting through the sheer curtains that you barely closed last night. too tempted by the comfort of you bed to even really care at the time.

back in vegas, you’d woken up by niall’s side, indulged in a lengthy early morning make out session, his fingers eventually burying themselves in your heat, claiming he couldn’t help himself.

he took his time with you, let his fingers stroke, explore, slowly building up a need inside you. once all was said and done though, you had to bid your goodbyes, needing to head back to your family.

niall was going to the airport, getting on the next flight home, assuring you again that he needed a week or two, tops, and then he’d be finding you. 

you never pressed the matter, wrapping your arms around his neck, getting on your tiptoes and kissing his lips, deciding that you were going to trust this. trust the feeling. trust him. 

as you were laying in your bed, now 8 days after that morning in vegas, just as you were sinking into the comfort of your mattress, and mess of blankets and pillows, thinking about niall, about his skin, his smell, his hair, his voice, his eyes, there’s a knock at your door. interrupting your train of though, your warmth, your comfort.

you groan, burying your face deeper into the pillow, deciding to completely ignore whatever it was, in favour of staying cozy. but there’s another knock. and another. and you figure something must be going on.

so you begrudgingly decide to haul yourself out of bed, stumbling down the stairs, in just your tanktop and sleep shorts, too annoyed to really care, rounding the corner to your door, and spotting niall through the window.

you furrow your eyebrows, rushing a bit more to open the door, swinging it open, and looking him over, “what the- who- how did you find my house ?”

“really weren’t kidding when you said you lived in a small town,” niall chuckles, shaking his head. “went to the one store, asked if they knew you, and they just told me where you lived. are you sure you’re safe living here ?” he asks incredulously. “that seemed way too easy.”

you giggle, leaning against the door, biting your lip, “m’fine here, ni. dont have to worry about me. what are you even doing here though ?”

“told you i’d come find you,” he says, confusion showing on his features, as if that obviously meant he was just going to pop into your town.

“i didn’t think you meant this,” you laugh, stepping aside, as you fully realized that niall is still standing outside, and you had yet to make a move to let him in. “fuck, sorry, come in,” you add lightheartedly.

niall takes your invitation, making his way in, dropping a small duffel bag by his feet in the entranceway. once his hands are freed, he turns to you, arms reaching out to wrap around your body, face burying in your neck, breathing you in.

as your hand settles into his hair, the other wrapped around his back, over his shoulder, niall takes in your appearance, cooing apologetically, “did i wake you ?”

“no,” you murmur, shaking your head, explaining “was just enjoying the extra time in bed.” 

“please dont let me stop you,” niall hums, pulling away from you, turning you away from him, hands settling on your hips. “lead the way, petal.”

you smile, leaning back into him, niall’s arms wrapping around your chest, as you lead him down the hall, up the stairs, and to your bedroom.

niall takes the opportunity to look around, eyes gazing quickly over as many things as he can, smiling as he notices photos on the wall, plants on the windowsill, before his stare falls onto you, sitting on your bed, surrounded by a mountain of blankets and pillows.

he smiles, making his way over to you, crawling onto the mattress, hovering above you, fingertip grazing down your cheek, murmuring quietly “you’re so beautiful.”

you feel the warmth rising on your cheeks, biting on your lip to hold back the huge smile that’s waiting to burst. as your irises make contact with his, you swear you feel yourself melt. something about this moment feels different. freer in a way.

“what’s on your mind, pretty girl ?” niall hums, resting on his elbows above you, his thumb lightly stroking your cheek.

“i still don’t understand why exactly you’re here,” you explain, adding cheekily, “not that i’m complaining. i’m just confused is all.”

“because there’s nowhere i’d rather be,” niall whispers, nose gently gliding against your own. “besides, i did what i needed to do. m’all yours now.”

“what does that mean ?” you ask, somehow more confused, eyebrows furrowing, as you look up at him.

“christ, petal, thought it was obvious when we talked in vegas,” he chuckles, shaking his head. “went home, had a fuckin painfully long talk. we broke up,” he says as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “spent the week dealing with lawyers, banks, start all the crap that needs to be done.”

“you broke up ?” you whisper incredulously, mouth agape, looking up at him, a bit shellshocked. 

niall giggles, pecking over your lips, “s’been you since the moment we met. i was so fuckin daft, petal. i want you to be able to properly trust me. i want you to know that i’m here for you. that i want nothing more than to be with you,” he explains. “i dont want to start over, because we have some of the most amazing memories. but i want us to have the opportunity to start doing this right. admit our feelings freely. because i fuckin love you petal,” he blurts out, a little unexpected even to himself.

he probably shouldn’t have told you like that. probably should have waited for a better moment. probably should have waited to even just know where you’re head’s at. but he also doesn’t want to second guess himself anymore. he’s always felt it, deep in his bones, in his blood, that there’s a special connection with you. and he doesn’t want to hide any part of that anymore.

but now that he’s watching your brain reeling, processing this large drop of information, he may be regretting it. niall can feel his heart rate pick up, can feel his breathing getting shallower, just as he can hear your soft voice perking up, “i love you too, niall.”

and just like that, he swears his world has stopped. the earth has surely stopped turning. his ears are ringing, fingertips tingling. everything just paused. with his brain still catching up, niall’s body takes over, lips mingling with yours in a slow, heated kiss.

your hands immediately wind their way through his hair, holding him as close as possible, in an attempt to make the kiss last as long as you can.

“love you so much, fuck, so much,” niall breathes against your lips, dipping back in to kiss you more and more. he couldn’t get enough, and thankfully neither could you.

“was always you,” he mumbles, so incredibly lost in you, as his lips leave yours, in favour of trailing kisses to your chin, and down the column of your throat, nipping and sucking tiny bruises, “was always fuckin you, petal.”

“niall,” you whimper, biting your lip hard, hands fisting the sheets, trying your best not to ruin the sweet moment by grinding into him. which is proving to be more and more difficult, the more he moves over you, now down to your breasts.

with your tanktop straps halfway down your arms, breasts now exposed, niall’s tongue skillfully working over your nipple in an effort to pebble it, before moving onto the other, “getting needy aren’t ya, pup ? you’re already whining for me.”

“want you,” you whine breathily, the realization that, depending on how this will work in the long run, you essentially have access to niall whenever you want, going forward. there’s nothing to hide from anymore.

“you got me, love. m’right here. not going anywhere,” he coos, mouth working its way back up to yours, teeth and tongue clashing as he can’t make up his mind, much too engrossed in the feeling of you to really notice.

“can i- please, just-“ niall groans, his hardening length rolling against your hip, as his hand shimmies it’s way between both your bodies, falling on your sleep shorts, fingertips dancing along your inner thighs.

“do something, please,” you breathe, whining, “need to feel close to you, ni.”

and well, niall really didn’t need to hear anything more, fingers slipping your shorts over to the side, creating an access for himself, as his knuckles graze over your dripping pussy.

“fuckin hell, sweet girl, you’re already so wet. bet i could slide my cock inside you without any prep,” he hums against your ear, tongue darting out to lick along the shell of your ear, his breathing ragged.

“please. please try,” you hum, hips rolling up into him, niall’s fingers bumping against your clit in the process, eliciting a loud moan.

“yeah ?” he groans, biting your earlobe, tugging on it as far as he can. “want it to sting a little ? want me to just thrust my way into you ?”

“please,” you repeat, honestly wanting nothing more than to just feel him. you were right earlier, there was something different about this time. without any outside forces, without any inner denial on both your parts, the feelings were amplified. 

“christ, puppy, anything for you,” he groans, slipping his cock out of his pants, lining himself right up with your centre, slowly breaching your entrance.

a shudder works its way through your body, breathy moan escaping your lips. there was something even hotter about both you still being fully clothed. it somehow turned you on more. maybe it was the intense need, the impulsivity of it all.

“fuck, fuck, you’re tight,” niall moans, his face tucked into your neck, working on composing himself. the intensity was affecting him as well. and as much as niall’s held it together so far, the incredible need to bury himself inside you and stay there forever, was getting stronger and stronger by the minute.

but with patience, he’s slowly worked his way in, now seethed inside you, breathing coming through in ragged breaths.

“so good ni,” you gasp, feeling the tip of his cock settled as deep as he can go, your pussy clenching over him, trying to suck him in further. “love you, love you so fucking much.

niall groans, his head lifting from your neck, forehead resting on yours, eyes finding your own, “v’never felt so much. fuck, s’crazy.”

you nod in understanding, not many other ways to explain it, but you know exactly what he means. you feel it too. your entire body is prickling, skin on fire, lungs burning, and you dont want it to stop for a second. 

your brain feels like it’s short circuited, electricity zapping about in your head in an uncoordinated mess. the only real anchor your body had to this moment was the weight of niall’s cock inside you.

“please move,” you whimper, trying to wiggle your hips unsuccessfully under the weight of him.

niall’s lips collide with yours, hips beginning a slow rolling motion, his member gliding deliciously through your weeping folds, satiating the desire running through your blood.

he keeps it slow, wanting to feel every ridge, every bump, every bit of smooth expanse of your inner walls. niall is revelling in it. marking every bit to his memory. and although he knew, and loved, your cunt before, he never fully let himself appreciate it quite as much as he is this time. 

and now that nothing stands in his way, now that he feels in his bones that he’s not going to get hurt, he gives into it. truly lets himself let go. and if he thought you made him feel good before, he was sadly mistaken. because this, this is the best he’s ever felt.

he can hear your moans getting louder, even with the muffling provided by his own mouth, he can feel your thighs twitching for more. he knows the slow pace drives you absolutely wild, has seen you give him some of the best orgasms because of it.

so he keeps it up, drags his cock expertly against your sweet spot, making sure to angle himself to roll against your clit with every thrust. 

he watches your head roll back, his mouth suctioning to your throat at the presented opportunity, “want you to cum, pup. want to feel you, want to hear you. and then, fuck, then want to do it over and over again for the rest of our lives.”

you groan, nodding, a string of pleases and yeses leaving your kiss swollen lips, your cunt starting to shutter around his cock.

“that’s it yeah ? that’s what’s gonna make you cum, isn’t it ?” niall groans. “wanna hear about how i’ll take care of you ? how m’gonna make you feel good for the rest of your life ? gonna choke you, tie you up, make you squirt. fuck, taste your pretty cunt every fuckin day until i die.”

you hated to admit it, but he was right. it was gonna make you cum. it was working right this second, as you feel the overpowering heat in your tummy buildup to its breaking point. moaning loudly, you bury your face in niall’s hair, body trembling as your muscles seize, nails ripping their way down his back.

“fuck, fuck yes,” niall groans, feeling the sting of your nails, mixed with the crushing smoothness of your cunt, focusing on breathing, so as not to cum quite yet.

“my beautiful petal. my fuckin dirty little pup. my love. for the rest of our lives.”

……

love you all ✌️

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Soobin x Yeonjun x Beomgyu x afab!reader(older)

PART 3 HAS ARRIVED!

It’s time I featured my best boy Soobin 😍🐰

Also I want to say a huge thank you to everyone who took the time to read this series! Part 2 got over 200 notes and that’s mind blowing to me! So thank you thank you thank you and if you like this part please leave a heart, comment or reblog ❤️

I’ve never written anything before… let alone SMUT! sooo don’t be too hard on me. 👉👈 I’ve just had MAJOR brainrot of this trio and this scenario plays in my head quite a bit. Also Soobin is my main man so he’s gonna be favoured

Warning: threesome, drinking, oral sex(female recieving), ass play, cliche truth or dare, possessive Soobin, y/n Is older than them, this probs sucks so ✌️ also not really proofread

“Finally” Soobin rises up pushing Beomgyu away from you making him fall backwards on the couch.

Soobin takes your lips in his kissing you passionately. You wrap your arms around his neck, running your fingers through his hair. Hooking his arms under you, he lifts you up, tightly gripping your thighs, carrying you over to your bed “now you’re mine” he says between kisses.

“Need you Soob” you whisper into the shell of his ear.

“Fuck need you to y/n. Need you so bad” he pants ripping off his belt as he sits you on the bed. You go to help him remove his pants, falling to your knees on the floor in front of him needing to see his cock. Needing to release it from the restraint of his tight jeans. You can see it’s outline and it’s huge but when his button pops open and you pull his pants down your jaw drops in shock.

If you thought Yeonjun and Beomgyu were big, Soobin was HUGE. His deliciously long, thick throbbing cock staring you in the face. Rosy pink tip dripping with his precum you can’t help yourself but lean forward and lick his tip clean, popping the whole tip in your mouth, moaning as you taste him. Almost like a drug, you need more. You run your tongue along the bottom of his shaft as you take more of him in your mouth.

The moans released from Soobins mouth are euphoric sending pleasure straight to your core. His moans push you forward, taking all of him in your mouth, your nose brushing his pubic bone.

“Nggahh noo, not now need..” Soobin pops you off his rock hard dick by your hair, putting you back up to the bed and pushing you on your back.

“Need to be in you bunny! Need to be inside” rubbing the head of his cock along your dripping folds.

“Please Bin! Fuck please Fill me up” you whine as Soobin aligns with your opening, and slowly pushes in.

While you gasped in pleasurable pain from the stretch of his thickness(his earlier prep still not enough for his size), Soobins are deep melodic moans of pleasure. Feeling your pussy clench around him while sucking him in was almost enough to make him cum that instant. But he wouldn’t. Not after waiting for this moment for so long. Dreaming of how it felt to be balls deep in you while fucking his fist. He needed this. Needed to remember every second of it.

Pulling out slowly, Soobin fucks into slowly, feeling every inch of each other

“Soobin” pulling him down to kiss you “faster. Pleaseee ” You breathe into his lips

Soobin takes your lips back into his as his hips pick up the pace. Fucking into your faster and hitting your spot so perfectly! “Fuck bin right there”

“Fuck you’re pussy is perfect. Tight little cunt sucking me in like that”

“FUCK you’re so big!”

“Yea? too big bunny?” He smirks kissing your neck

“Nooo it’s perfect.. like… it’s -made for me. Fills me so good” you speak between his thrusts losing your breath.

“ ‘s wrapped around me- so tight. Fuck, like my own cocksleeve” pulling away to bend your legs back to your chest, thrusting deeper.

“Made for each other” he thrusts into you harder hearing you say that. You break and clench even harder on his cock as you cum

“Yes y/n cum on my cock” unrelenting in his pace to ride you through your high. “Good bunny”

“ ‘ss mine now! No one else gets your dick okay? Only me Binnie ” you whine bucking your hips into his needing more of him.

Soobin picks you up to and perches you in his lap.

“Yes bunny! Your cock only yours. Fuckk”

“Promise me Binnie, your mine now” leaning forward to say in his ear, slowing your hips to grind on his length feeling every inch of him

“S’all yours y/n. Only for you baby promise” he reaches for your lips. You close the distance threading your fingers through his hair in the most passionate Kiss you’ve shared yet

He moves his fingers down to circle your clit

“Mmmmhmm fuck soobin I’m gonna cum again”

“Cum baby. Wanna feel you cum again” he whispers against your lips before he falls back to watch you come undone

“Come for me y/n please. Cum on your cock” hearing him say he’s yours is the last push to bring you over the edge, throwing your head backwards you can’t help the almost scream of pleasure that rips through you.

“You’re so beautiful so fucking perfect! ” still thrusting up into you “Fuck bunny your gonna make me Cum if you keep milking me like that”

“Want you to cum, want to feel it Soob, want you to fill me up”

Eye widening “can’t bunny, not unless it’s my pussy”

“Please Binnie need it! Need your cum”

“this pretty cunt mine then? Only mine?” He smirks and chuckles, loving how he can tease you right now. Knowing how desperate you are for each other.

Caressing you breast as he sits up to kiss all over your neck and chest, knowing he’s just adding to your need. Gripping your ass with his free hand

“YES! Fuck Soobin it’s all yours. Your pussy pleaseee”

“Only I get to fuck this perfect pussy right?” Thrusting up harder into you

“Yes! Only you..only you can fill me up like this Binnie! ‘Sall yours” you pull his lips to yours again, a clash of tongues in desperation to all of one another.

Fucking into each other Soobin cums, releasing his hot, milky seed to paint your walls. Still thrusting into you, and still fucking him to get every last drop as you cum again.

Falling backwards you keep fucking him, bouncing up and down on his over sensitive dick making him shudder “fuck y/n too much”

“Can’t stop- need more Soob” your bouncing making his dick hard and throbbing again

Soobin grips your hips tightly, sure to leave marks, pulling you down on him harder. Feeling him even deeper than you thought possible. Holding you down on his rock hard dick again he rotates your hips giving you more pleasure. Moving one hand to your stomach pushing on the bulge he’s making in your belly “fuck babe look how deep You take me. The sensation ignites something else in you. Every nerve in your body is electrified. Shaking uncontrollably, head tossed back and silently screaming from the pressure building up inside you.

Your moaning growing louder bring Yeonjun and Beomgyu out of there post orgasm haze. Looking over to you and Soobin they see him holding you down on his cock, head thrown back before he flips you underneath him.

Dicks hardened, they can’t help but stroke themselves at the sight in front of them.

“Jesus Christ y/n you’re amazing. Look at you, taking every inch of me.” Soobin pants, pinching your nipple as your splayed out before him.

“Fuck bin so full! So. Fucking. Huge.” Tears rolling down your cheek, reaching for him

Obliging your request he lowers his lips to yours, wrapping under your soaked thighs and lifts you up, fucking into you while He’s standing.

“Your so pretty like this bunny.” Lifting you up and slamming you back down “never gonna forget this face” lifting you again “so. Fucking. Perfect” each word punctuated buy him dropping you into his cock. Tears and whimpers leaving your throat every time. “So cock drunk”

Bringing his lips to your ear, nipping and kissing “cum for me y/n. Need it again pretty girl” moving a hand to rub your clit, your grip tightening around his neck and into His hair. “Cum baby, please” he says into your neck before he bites into your skin

“Oh fuck”

Dragging his teeth down your throat he lays you back down on the bed. Moving a hand to tighten around your throat, while the other rubs fast circles on your clit. Thrusting to perfectly hit that spongy spot inside breaking you once again”

“SOOBINN” you scream gripping his hair incredibly tight, nails digging into his back as you come undone.

Convulsing on his cock and squirting all over him. The pleasure rips through you so hard that your vision blurs and you can’t hear anything around you.

“Fuck yes baby! Soak me! So fucking hot” Soobin grunts fucking into you until He reaches his high, filling you with his white hot cum again. When he pulls out Soobin can’t help but duck down in front of your pulsing core to see his cum mix with you own as it leaks out if you. Entranced with your fluids mixing together he leans in to taste the two of your juices mixed together. Small whimpers escape your barely conscious body.

Yeonjun and Beomgyu make their way over to the bed to tend to you. Yeonjun pulls you into his lap, brushing your hair back, calming you down while Gyu is ghosting his fingers over your arm. Both turning to glare at Soobin who is crawling his way up your body, leaving a trail of kisses as he goes.

“Couldn’t keep her conscious, could you Soobin? So fucking greedy” Yeonjun spits quietly

“Yea hyung, she’s passed out”

“No I’m not I’m fine” you whisper raising your hand slightly. Your voice raspy from the previous events

“Yea but your pretty spent sweetheart” Yeonjun softly replies, thumb rubbing over your cheek.

“I just need a minute! And water… please” your smile adorable to the trio.

“I’ll get you some” Gyu jumps up at lightening speed

Soobin comes to sit next to Yeonjun, caressing your cheek as he looks down at you lovingly “sorry bunny, I got carried away ”

“I’ve never cum so hard in my life!” you smile at him “shut up” you giggle

Beomgyu returns with your water, sits down and holds it out for you to drink. Soobin helps you sit up and wraps his arms around your waist, his head resting your shoulder.

After chugging the glass and sitting for a few minutes you feel very refreshed and ready to go again.

“Binnie, I think you need a little break. You weren’t exactly playing fair just then…”

“Not at all” Yeonjun glares

“But y/N i-“ his voice cracks in fear

“Shhh” you hold your index finger to his beautiful heart shaped lips “you’ll get another turn. You just have to sit out for a little bit” you lean in and kiss him softly, reassuring him your not done with him. When you pull away he follows your lips, eyes not leaving you as you move over and straddle Yeonjun. His scowl finally left his face turning into a smirk as you settle on his lap.

“You to Beomie” you smile at him. He sits behind you, kissing your bare shoulders.

“What do you two want?”

“Whatever you do sweetheart” Yeonjun takes your lips in his. Nipping at your bottom lip.

Breaking from your shoulder Beomgyu rises a little to whisper in your ear “I want to eat your ass, that okay princess?” Your eye widen and you pull away from yeonjuns lips, turning to beomgyu in shock “really?”

“More than anything” taking the opportunity to turn you into his arms, hands cupping your ass, grazing your cunt. “You have no idea how much I’ve fantasized about this ass” crashing his lips into yours, stealing your breath

“Please Gyu”

“Alright princess” he chuckles bringing you to the couch so you torso is leaning on the back, your ass perked up off the edge giving Gyu plenty of access on his knees.

Yeonjun can’t help but chuckle, especially seeing how bothered Soobin is “enjoying the show?” Soobin responds by flipping him off. Yeonjun sending a finger heart as he makes his way over. Soobin left to watch and sulk.

Your entirety was exposed to Beomgyu as he sat back taking in your beautiful body. He starts rubbing and massaging his hands into your thick thighs, followed by kisses trailing your lower back and rear. Unable to hold back any longer, he digs his fingers into your plump cheeks and spreads them, seeing Soobins cum drip from your pulsing cunt.

“Fuck” he whispers in a breath before diving in and starts eating your pussy

You can’t hold back the groan or shivers ripping through your body “gggaanng Gyuuu”

Yeonjun is in front of you now, stroking his hard member watching you in your pleasure. He lowers himself to take your lips with his, swallowing your beautiful sounds licking your lips as he pulls away.

“Ready for me again sweetheart?” Squishing your cheeks tight and making you look at him. You can only nod and groan your want for him. Loosening his grip on your cheeks he rubs his tip across you glistening lips “good girl” smiling and pulling his bottom lip between his teeth in only the way Choi Yeonjun can.

🫣

Part 4

[supernaturalgirl20]

The Future

Pairings: Marcus Pike x f!reader

Warnings: Smut 18+, explicit, unprotected sex, mentions of therapy, mentions of infertility, Marcus being handsy, fluff.

Summary: it’s Christmas time once again in the Pike household as we skip a year ahead.

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A/N: ahhh ok so this is it, the end. Thank you so much for following along and supporting me with this. I love you all 😍 (sorry it’s a bit late I’ve been nursing the flu 🤒) I’m also gonna take a little break but I’ll be back in February with a new series and some Joel content ✌️

Comments and reblogs really appreciated 🥰

The house smelled of Christmas.

Of the spiced orange candles that were lit throughout the house. Of the mulled wine Marcus had made earlier and the pine from the tree that was fully decorated in your living room.

You stood staring at the fire that was blazing in the fireplace when a pair of arms circled around your waist pulling you into the hard chest of your husband.

“Hmm, what are you thinking about, baby?” Marcus asked as he nuzzled his face into your neck.

“Just how I can’t believe we’ve never hosted Christmas before. I’m glad your mom finally gets a break from all that cooking.” You twisted around in his arms and wrapped your hand around his neck. His brown eyes staring down at you, full of warmth and adoration and you can’t believe how differently things could have been.

“I love you so much, baby. I’m so glad we made that trip home last year. It was the wake up call I needed. Now look at us,” he says as his eyes drift around the room, taking it all in before they meet your gaze again.

“I think you mean only for your mother,” you beamed up at him and the smile that spread across his face sent a spark straight to your core.

“Ok, I’ll admit it was her meddling that finally gave me the slap across the head but, we would have come to the same conclusion all on our own.” He says, kissing your neck, the slight stubble rubbing along your skin.

“I don’t know,” you say teasingly, your fingers playing with the soft curls at the back of his neck. “We were pretty much done for.”

“We were, were we?” His hands move from resting on your hips up along the curve of your body until his fingers begin to tickle you. You had tried to keep a straight face but he wouldn’t let up and you began to laugh loudly.

His fingers stopped their assault and you both listened for a beat and when the house remained quiet you reached up and kissed him softly.

You swallowed his answering moan and his hands worked their way down over your hips, slowly pulling your dress up over your thighs. You shuddered under his touch when his fingers ran along the seam of your underwear but you quickly pulled away.

“Marcus, you rasped. “We can’t. We have to make sure everything’s ready, your parents will be here soon.” He shook his head as he inched closer, his arms pulling you back into his embrace.

“Got everything under control, baby. We have time.” His lips graze along the skin of your neck and you moan when he nips you gently.

“I don’t….what about….oh god,” you moan as his hand squeezes your breast. “Easy, they're a little sore.”

“Sorry. I’ll be gentle, promise,” he whispers into your skin as he peppers kisses down along your neck and the curve of your breasts. “Ok,” you breath out raggedly, “but we gotta be quick.”

“I can work with that,” he says as he pulls you along behind him and up the stairs towards your shared room.

***

He’s gentle. Fingers brushing softly against your skin as he slowly removes your clothes, laying you back on the bed as he leans on top of you, his arms balancing his weight.

He kisses you passionately. His hands gripping onto your waist as his mouth moves down along your neck. “What…Marcus,” you whimper. “What are you doing?”

“Wanna taste you, baby.” His eyes are hooded as he looks up at you, his mouth leaving a trail of light kisses along your stomach. You reach down and grab him with a shake of your head.

“Please…just fuck me. We don’t have time,” you breath raggedly as your eyes drift to the nightstand. He follows your gaze before his eyes drift back to you naked beneath him. “Ok baby,” he says as he lines himself up at your entrance and with one thrust, sheaths himself inside you.

“Jesus…fuck, baby. Still so goddamn tight,” he breaths as he stares down at you. “Move Marcus,” you plead and he begins to rock his hips against you. Slowly at first but then you move your legs to wrap around his ass, urging him with your body to move faster.

“Oh fuck Marcus…” You grip onto his shoulders as you clamp down around him. He’s suddenly lifting you as he sits back on his knees, thighs working to thrust into you. His hands grip you tight around the waist as he pushes you down onto him.

He pulls your nipple gently into his mouth as his hand squeezes your ass and the feel of his teeth grazing your skin has you shuddering. Your climax crashes over you and you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from screaming.“Don’t! Don’t…do that wanna hear you. Fuck I’m close where….where do you want me, baby?”

“Marcus fuck…please fill me up baby…please I want…wanna feel you.” His thrusts are erratic now as he seeks his release, thrusting into you twice more before he fills you up, spurting rope after rope of his come inside you. He rests his head on your shoulder as he calms his breathing, your hand running through his hair.

After a few minutes he pushes you back on the bed slipping out of you in the process as he moves to lay beside you. Marcus leans over and captures your lips in a soft kiss. “I love you, baby.”

“Hmm, love you….” The sound of the baby monitor crackling to life on the nightstand startles you both and you groan into his shoulder. “I got it, baby. Take a few minutes to rest, I’ll use the milk you pumped earlier.”

He hops out of bed and dresses quickly leaning down to kiss you again before he makes his way into your daughter's room.

Hey baby girl. Are you hungry? Come on with daddy and he’ll get you all cleaned up and fed. How does a nice bottle of mommy’s milk sound, Hmm?

You smile to yourself as you hear him on the monitor talking to Isabella. He’s such a great dad already and she’s only three months old. The last couple of years have been hard. The pressure of wanting a family and not being able to have one really put a strain on your relationship but you are so glad that Mary decided to intervene last year.

It made you both realised what you had in each other and that at the end of the day, that’s all that mattered. You still blush when you think about all the sex you both had in his parents house last Christmas but it gave you little Isabella.

Who knew that when you forgot about trying for a baby and stopped putting all that pressure on yourself, you would finally get what you wanted.

“Baby, mom text. They're nearly here,” Marcus shouted up the stairs. You hop out of bed and get dressed, fixing up your little bit of makeup before joining him in the siting room.

“Look, Izzy. Mommy’s here. Doesn’t she look beautiful,” Marcus coos as he leans over and kisses you.

“Will you stop,” you laugh, slapping his arm playfully. “Can’t a man admire his hot wife?” He says, waggling his eyebrows at you as he places Izzy gently on her mat.

“Behave, Mr Pike. We have a full house this weekend.” He looks at you then with a sly smirk on his face, that dimple you love making an appearance.

“When did that stop us, Mrs Pike?” He says suggestively, his hand resting on your thigh. Swatting his hand away you smile down at your daughter, her brown eyes wide with wonder as she takes in the toys dangling above her. She’s the image of Marcus, a carbon copy and she has him wrapped around her little finger.

“Did you reschedule our appointment with Dr. Crawford?” You ask, turning your head and meeting his gaze.

“I told her we’d come for a joint session after the holidays,” he says nodding his head. “Thank you for all this baby. For sticking with me and working on our marriage, for giving me Izzy.” His face is serious now as he stares at you but so full of love and adoration.

“And thank you for being committed to going to therapy with me and working out our issues. You’re an amazing father Marcus, and a great husband and I love you.” You kiss him again and he wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer.

“I love you too, baby. I love you both so much.” He gives you another quick kiss before the sound of a car pulling into the drive grabs your attention. Marcus smiles at you and looks down at Izzy. “Ok pumpkin, time to see nanny and pop pop.”

“You ready baby?” Marcus asks with a wink.

“As I’ll ever be. Now go on and let your mom in, she’s been dying to get her hands on Izzy.”

**** Putting this at the end just to say that I’m fully aware that fertility issues can happen to anyone and that it doesn’t always have a happy ending like this. I had a miscarriage myself before I had my three babies and my aunt couldn’t have her own children after trying for years so she adopted. You think it’s something you should be able to do because you’re a woman but it doesn’t always work out. That doesn’t make you broken or worthless. You’re stronger than you know. There are many ways to become a mother. Anyway, if anyone ever needs to chat or vent or whatever, I’m always here 🥰

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#101DalmatianStreet #Save101DalmatianStreet #disney #DisneyPlus #101Dalmatians #101DS5thAnniversary #101DSSeason2

How's it goin', my dedicated pups?👋 I think it's safe to say that our 7-day celebration event of 101 Dalmatian Street's 5th Anniversary has officially come to a close!🍻

I for one had an excellent time throughout the past week celebrating 5 years of the show with all of you faithful 101DS fans! It's still hard to believe how the time flies!😁

We had a great time together in those 7 days, with all kinds of fun fan-content and small events that 101DS fans could enjoy!

From the bottom of my Tanuki heart… All I can say, thank you all so much for making this event meaningful and memorable to the 101DS community.🙏😌

It's folks like you that keeps my inspiration and support for the show's future strongly ignited, and we will continue to ensure that 101 Dalmatian Street has an impactful legacy through our support and dedication.

As I had said before, 2024 is the time where we look to re-energize the fandom's enthusiasm and support for the show, and I believe some of these projects I announced over the past week (And some of those I had already announced a while back like the upcoming 101DS Tumblr series, and some that's under the wraps) will give us an open path of what to do next in our longtime support for the show, going forward.

With the 5th year of the show rolling by, I could not be prouder to be a true 101 Dalmatians fan, and especially 101 Dalmatian Street TV series!😊😁

For now. I'm going to take a much-needed break to help little ole' me stay in shape, enjoy life and stay connected with my human fam, and then get back to working on my 101DS fan-art and projects! A whole month working on the 5th Anniversary animated video and working on the 7-daily announcements really had me drained, so this is a good time to take it easy on myself!

Thank you all again for helping me put this event together! It really means a lot to me. And as always, until next time, my dedicated pups! Peace to all of you! And peace to the talented people from @atomiccartoons, Passion Animation and Gigglebug who had worked on 101 Dalmatian Street!✌️🥹

[bookishbethanyerin]

• july reading wrap-up •

At the start of the month, I set out to read more fantasy – there are so! many! fantasy, romantasy, and paranormal romance series I want to read, and though I love these genres, I often feel like I need to be in the right mood for them. Which means they often end up languishing on my TBR despite the fact that I hear amazing things about them.

And while I did not read more fantasy books than contemp romances, I did read a whole bunch of them, so I’m counting it as a win. And! I read my first Lisa Kleypas historical romance, so you know – look at me branching out a bit.😎

And in addition to ~all that~, I’ve also started writing an F1 sports romance that is fueled by female rage.✌️

July!

[seanettlles]

i wanna go home so bad but i still have hours of work left and then a trip to my parents' place so i'm posting this instead of working ✌️

(thanks @threefill for the distraction💜)

What ship were you completely obsessed with as a teenager, but now you don't care about anymore?

magnus bane/alec lightwood (yes i read the shadowhunters series don't @ me i was like 13 lmao)

Which ship would you consider your first one?

first serious ship that i actively read fics and such for would definitely be jesse mccree/hanzo shimada from overwatch

i miss og overwatch 😭😭😭 i played so much of it and it was so fun before the game went in a different direction

Your first fanfic was about which couple?

bruno madrigal/my encanto oc, milo castaño 💜 not that i ever. finished it or plan to post it anywhere, i had no plot in mind so it's very rambling and disjointed 😂 i really should write Something for them at some point lmao

Do you remember the first couple you saw fan art of?

magnus and alec again 😔 but after that def more mchanzo stuff, also a lot of genji shimada/zenyatta

Have you ever gotten into ship discourse?

my guys (gender neutral) i am perpetually exhausted as it is do you think i have the energy for arguing over barbies 😂😭 about the only "discourse" i get into is whining about the lack of Gay Bruno Content in dms lol (something something what do you mean i have to be the change i wanna see in the world)

Did you use to have any NOTP or have one currently?

not that i can think of!!!

Who were the last couple in the last fanfic you read?

uhhhhhhhhh i don't. remember lmao, i read a lot of random kink fics from various fandoms and i don't know any of the characters bc encanto has none catered to me specifically and i Cannot post my own with milo and bruno bc 😳😳😳 no one is allowed to perceive that side of me, and people would likely recognize milo's character even if i changed up his name lmao

(maybe one day i'll just throw all my fucks out the window and post something. prolly not but who knows)

Currently, do you have any OTPs?

bruno/milo 😌✌️ and also bruno/milo/javi, as well as just milo/javi bc me and @sionnaach are Very Normal about our sons and shove them in 38496948272 different universes (our sons include bruno, we stole him from disney, he is Ours Now)

Is there any couple that, to this day, that you are extremely mad about not getting into?

nah

Is there any ship you used to dislike but now you think they're kind of interesting?

hmmm not that i can think of 🤔

Do you have any ship that, in the past, would have been considered normal but now you would be cancelled over?

i don't think so 😂 hope not anyway???

What is your favourite crack ship?

bowser/luigi ✌️ i have a cute zine of them even

What is the couple you read the most fanfics about?

still mchanzo, nothing will top them most likely 😂 i was obsessed with them for years, there's still one fic i read during college and it hasn't updated since??? 2016????? but someday hopefully 🥺 i would love to read more of it, it was amazingly written (popcorn redemption by wyntera if anyone's interested ✌️)

What do most of your ships have in common?

gay gay homosexual gay

What do you absolutely hate in a ship?

themes of dubious consent/gaslighting, that sort of... angsty genre of fics/shipping??? idk how to articulate it exactly 😅 i just like more fluffy couples, it's so weird to me when one character is like. abusive or manipulative under the guise of love and people eat that shit up (not a negative judgment, just not my scene and i can't personally wrap my head around the appeal)

if you read this far and wanna play, consider yourself tagged!!!!! i wanna hear about your ships!!!!!!!!! >:3c

[stepswowdsen]

【KagePro】 MCA: Episode 10 - Saeru's First Appearance + KuroEne Scenario Ideas (NSFW) 🖤💙🐍🐇

(CW: NSFW mentions under the cut)

My MCA reaction rambles are SFW, but I put NSFW KuroEne scenario ideas under the cut, so heads up for that. It's mainly cuz I wanted the video with his voice here, as context for my ideas.

BITCHES WHEN. SNAKE OF CLEARING EYES. AKLDSKSDKLKLSDKLSD (BITES STICK) /POS

I'M BITCHES

Just copied these from my Notion rambles doc ✌️

Kuroha/Saeru has a hot ass voice tbh but MCA is literally so embarrassing to look at, that I'm just gonna pull up Sidu's arts of him on the side to lessen the tonal whiplash.

Like the voice fits him perfectly but MCA is just so fucking ugly

Haruka, Konoha, and Kuroha are all completely different and separate characters, but they're all voiced by the same VA, Mamoru Miyano. The perfect pick for Ene's bfs!!! All three of them 🥰💞

Kuroha has a good VA at least so I can run with that but they blew it on a terrible anime

Me every single episode: So when is Kuroha going to show up

Cuz I watched MCA while it was airing. Pretty sure I was 12 at the time.

Ok but I love the emphasis on the -SSS syllables. SSSSS 🐍

“Subarashii!” (”How wonderful!!!”) mfs are SOOO my type. One of my fave cat son types. Douman and Kuroha both count as these. They’re both Subarashii mfs

I remember kid me was so fucking mad that it took 10 out of 12 episodes for my fave to show up like WTF

AND IT'S NOT EVEN HIM WHEN HE'S IN KONOHA'S BODY ADSKKLSDKLSDLK

IT'S HIM IN SNAKE FORM. ALSO THE SNAKE FORM SHOULD'VE BEEN GIANT LIKE COME ON MAN

They couldn't have had him cameo in the background earlier at least??? SMH. AND THIS SCENE IS ONLY 2 MINUTES

This anime must've been rushed to hell

AND MCA LOOKS LIKE ASS. THE ART STYLE IS SO UGLY COMPARED TO SIDU'S GORGEOUS ART STYLE??? The only thing uglier than it is the ROTRK anime imo (at least of the series I'm into that I've seen)

Wish they could've imitated Sidu's style

At least my fave has a good voice actor

Kuroha/Saeru (VA: Miyano Mamoru)

Miyano Mamoru is so good at voicing insane charas LMAO. Perfect fit actually.

Horrific realization: Mekakucity Actors (MCA), the shitty KagePro anime, is still animated better than the (also shitty) ROTRK anime

Me: Horrific realization: Mekakucity Actors (MCA), the shitty KagePro anime adaptation, is still animated better than the ROTRK anime

A/S/J: 😭

Me: The only thing that'd top the KagePro anime in uglyness is the ROTRK anime imo LMFAO /neg

MCA's art style is SOOO ugly

Kid me: Bruh it took 10 episodes (out of 12 in total) of this stupid anime for Kuroha to show up

Fuck this gay earth!!! /j

A: KagePro tends to be a bit more underground since there's a barrier to entry with the bad anime LOL

Me: Right LMAO like MCA's art style is ugly as fuck to me and yet MCA still looks better than the ROTRK anime, like that is so embarrassing for real

A: 😭

Also why is this place just straight up hell. Like why is it just being tied to a pillar for eternity. Ig it's how the Kagerou Daze appears to Azami, since it appears differently for different people, but the whole thing is so laughably animated.

I'm sorry but Saeru's snake form should've been fucking GIANT bro like that would've been way more badass. Like big enough to reach up to the ceiling of a normal room! Actually, now that I think about it, if you compare the size of Saeru to Azami, he's really big actually. Like he's big enough as a snake to wrap around a whole ass boulder.

But I was imagining his snake form to be fucking giant like the Opening Eyes Snake (Me ga Sameru Hebi) that appeared in front of Takane/Ene when she first became Ene.

Like I was literally expecting him to be the same size as Yamata no Orochi in Japanese mythology. Though tbf he can probably change his size so I can still run with my HC

...

At least my faves have a good voice actor, but at what cost, this anime looks like ASS

Haruka, Konoha, and Kuroha are all voiced by Mamoru Miyano

Ene's Haruka lookalike harem /lh /j

The only thing that'll surpass Mekakucity Actors (MCA) the shitty KagePro anime in uglyness is the ROTRK anime imo

KUROHA ONLY SHOWING UP IN THE LAST EPISODE??? F U!!!

This anime is an LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

This anime looks like garbage LMAO /neg

And MCA's art style is so fucking ugly. The only thing uglier than it is the ROTRK anime imo. MCA's OST is probably the best thing we got out of it cuz we got human covers of certain KagePro songs

And somehow the ROTRK anime is even uglier than MCA. Like GOD how do you look worse than Mekakucity Actors (MCA)

At least MCA is actually moving unlike the ROTRK anime which feels more like a Powerpoint/Slide show cuz things BARELY MOVE

KagePro is my favourite thing related to Vocaloid and the anime has been botched HARD like it really did my favourite Vocaloid series so dirty. I really do hope we get the KagePro Reload anime but it's still in copyright hell. I want a proper KagePro anime one day.

Honestly KagePro's storyline would work GREAT as a VN. I would love a KagePro VN.

I wish MCA at least imitated Sidu's art style cuz MCA's art style is sooo ugly

I hate that MCA (KagePro anime) is so fucking ugly 😭

Ene looks SOOOO cute in Sidu's arts but MCA's art style is so fucking ugly

Ene, I am enduring this anime (again) for you and your 3 slay bfs

Though I do enjoy MCA's covers of KagePro songs!!!

KuroEne Scenario Idea (NSFW)

(CW: NSFW~ISH TEXT)

Ok so with the video of his voice up above in the post, I wanted to bring up my KuroEne scenario ideas

Ok I'm gonna make a NSFW~ish comment but uh with this mf being like THIS. With the whole, "Yes… That expression of yours… It's wonderful! Lovely, indeed, isn't that right?"

I was imagining a scenario where KuroEne are being intimate and Ene feels tears pricking her eyes from the pleasure, and Kuroha notices and just leans in and licks up the trail running down her face.

(He does this with drool and with their fluids after they finish, too)

When they finish, Kuroha reaches out and runs his finger through the mixture of their fluids and teasingly brings it up to his mouth to taste, both out of curiosity and because he wants to see Ene's flustered reactions, and Ene goes like, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?!? THAT'S DIRTY!?" ( ˶°ㅁ°) !!

And Kuroha just goes like, "Don't be so surprised~ I want to savour this, after all."

Sadistic parasitic snake bf

Kuroha sings a lullaby to Ene

The softer tones of his voice are so nice. Like this is what I had in mind with my scenario from before where Kuroha sings a lullaby to Ene and whispers into her headphones (ears)

Other Rambles

I just had a realization tho. In the KagePro manga, Saeru tells Azami that she would've never gotten betrayed if she didn't get involved with humans in the first place, and she asserts that her late husband Tsukihiko never betrayed her. Saeru then goes like, "Well, it matters little now, does it?"

Like it just made me think about in the context of a Kuroha ship AU, he feels confident and "secure" because he is ultimately the one in control in their relationship, and the one that holds power (ie. power over knowledge, and power in physical strength)

Like the power imbalance is overwhelmingly in his favour.

The fact that the power imbalance exists isn't inherently a bad thing, it just means you have to tread carefully with depicting his ships.

With KuroEne, I try to balance out the relationship as much as possible by making Ene more assertive and dominant in the ship too. I think it'd be fun for them to switch bedroom roles to spice up their "games" (trysts)

He directly manipulates the outcomes of events in Routes. And due to the nature of the body he uses (Konoha's body), there's no way his partner would be able to overthrow him or backstab him or whatever.

I was just thinking about this but for Kuroha, Ene is the type that is REALLY easy to read and be able to tell or have an idea of what she’s thinking, especially via her expressions. Like she really is the type whose heart ends up showing on her sleeve and giving her away

Just in general, Marry, strengthened by more Snakes, is the only one that would actually be able to do something to him physically, since she is the Master and Queen of all the Eye Ability Snakes.

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Context

Since I showed a scene from MCA, I'll just sum this up quickly in case any of my non-KagePro mutuals need it

In the very beginning, the Snake of Clearing Eyes (Saeru) is created out of the medusa, Azami's first and strongest desire to understand who she was. Saeru exists even before the creation of the world.

The Snake of Combining Eyes (the Queen Snake) is created by Azami's desire to have a place to understand who she is. Thus, at the beginning of every new Route, Azami ends up (unintentionally) creating the world with Combining Eyes.

At some point, she ends up settling down and having a family with her husband Tsukihiko, and has a half-Medusa, half-human child, Shion. Saeru views Azami's love for her family as foolish.

Saeru detests the world for changing Azami's wish from wanting to know who she was, to wanting to be with her family forever, so it devises a scheme to "destroy" and rewind the world.

Because once Azami developed a strong love for her family, Saeru, as her servant, and her original wish (the one that created him in the first place), were left behind and forgotten.

He felt that the desire that gave his life meaning was being thrown away and also worried that he'd lose his sentience if that desire faded away. When Azami despaired over outliving her family, Saeru approached Azami with the proposal to create the Kagerou Daze, a never-ending world so that she and her family could live in.

Azami proposed the idea to her family, but eventually ends up going into the Kagerou Daze alone after her family was targeted. She believed she was bringing misfortune to her family cuz humans inherently feared her as a Medusa

Centuries later, Azami witnesses her daughter Shion and granddaughter Marry's deaths by humans in the real world, and orders the Kagerou Daze to swallow them up to save their lives. Both Marry and Shion are only compatible with the Queen Snake, so she can only save one of them.

She gives Marry the Snake of Combining Eyes (Queen Snake) so she could return to the real world, but loses control of the Kagerou Daze after doing this since the Queen Snake was needed to control the Kagerou Daze and control all other snakes.

So now the Kagerou Daze repeats her last order - swallow them up and give them new life. It will swallow anyone who dies on August 15th, the same day that Shion and Marry died.

All of this aligns with what Saeru wanted - he tricked her into trapping herself into the Kagerou Daze, a place where time doesn't flow. Azami's Kagerou Daze basically appears as hell to her.

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Thanks for the tags @joyful-enchantress & @loopsisloops! Love you besties 💖💛

What's your name? Allison (well okay it's actually Stevania/Stephanie. Allison's my 2nd name. it's a whole thing let's not get into it)

Your sun sign? - Leo 🦁

The last song you listened to? - Hymn for Her by Ames (i finished the summoned pt2 smut so this was expected lol)

What are you wearing right now? - a green tee from American Eagle and pajama bottoms with a print of hot chocolate and candy cane hearts (chortles in 'all wrapped up')

Piercings? - just the earlobes

Tattoos? - none but hoping to get one when my skin finally surrenders its years long battle with me and clears up 🙃🫡

Glasses? Contacts? - Glasses yes, but they're just for blue light and UV because looking at screens too long without them make my head hurt 🥲✌️

Last drink? - Black coffee

Last thing you ate? - KFC chicken and mashed potatoes

Any pets? - None bc building doesn't allow it 🥲 (i have a stupid amount of stuffed toys though and sometimes i bring them to work with me)

Do you have a crush on anyone? - IRL no because my personal life has a pitiful shortage of attractive people 🥲 celeb crushes…Tom Hiddleston (i know, shocker), Robert Pattinson, Mark Fischbach (wow that's a name i haven't mentioned in a hot minute), Taylor Swift, Suki Waterhouse

Favorite fictional characters? - hoo boi we're gonna be here a while… Loki (specifically Sacred Timeline Loki), Wanda Maximoff, Natasha Romanoff, Sara Sidle, Arya Stark, Rhaenyra Targaryen, Katherine Pierce, Rose Tyler, Clara Oswald, Jessica Jones, Temperance Brennan, Ichabod Crane…i'm definitely forgetting a lot but that's everyone off the top of my head

A movie you think everyone should watch? - Crimson Peak (dad if you're reading this imagine me shaking my fist at you), Beauty and the Beast (the animation not the live action)

A book you think everyone should read? - for the lovers of Marvel and smut…the Shattered Isles series by Jade Presley; for everyone else…The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The last place you traveled? - Pangasinan, Philippines

Something you are looking forward to? - in the immediate future…finishing up summoned pt2 and starting on some more request stories, starting on RTC Season 1B (and also 'crimson threads'), chipping away at my miles long Books TBR and Tumblr TBR because lemme just tell you it's ridiculous right now in the more distant future…hopefully finally finishing my poetry book and having it out in the world but that's a long way from happening, moving to a better place, and still writing stories…always still writing stories. as long as i'm making stories i'm happy lol

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ao3 wrapped [writers edition]

I was tagged by @supermonkeyball 💕and I'll tag... hmm... @kwockwoc if you feel like it? or, yknow, anyone who wants to steal

How many words have you written this year? I am only gonna count my published word count on ao3... 93,134. Excellent in terms of my personal numerology 👀

How many works did you publish this year? 15

What work are you most proud of (regardless of kudos/hits)? Shattered Pieces Shine... though I'm hesitant to let myself be proud of it when it's still in its infancy haha

What work of yours has the most hits? SPS natch

What work of yours got more feedback than you expected? Double Touch... only one short chapter out and there's 13 comments, wowie 💕 no idea how that happened!

Favorite title you used? I do make myself giggle with Double Touch...

If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most? I don't really use song lyrics much, but I'll give Chungha a shout out for providing the title of SPS lol. The song is otherwise completely irrelevant but that was a nice phrase

Pairing you wrote the most for this year? Nichoji of course 💕

Favorite pairing you wrote for this year? ...Nichoji of course 💕 but i did enjoy exploring other pairings too and plan to do much more in the future

What work was the quickest to write? Several of the Nutvember pieces were written in a short time, but in terms of WPM I feel like Pas de Deux takes the crown. I did not sleep that night... but I did let the spirit of ballerina porn possess me. A similar thing happened with Complicated

What work took you the longest to write? I've definitely spent the most time agonizing over SPS and that will continue over the next several months-year lol

How many WIP’s do you have in your docs for next year? 3 so far, and many more planned...

What’s your longest work of the year? SPS ✌️ (41,055 words and many more to go)

What’s your shortest work of the year? Complicated 🥪 (1,073 words)

What WIP are you taking into next year with you? SPS, Double Touch, and (unnamed fencing freaky friday fic)

What’s your most common “Additional Tags” tag? it's a tie between pining, light bondage, and PWP. wow... what a revelatory question...

Your favorite character to write this year? TBH I had a ton of fun with Carmen Cox and Pamela Coste (my interpretation of Nicholas's and Jesse's moms)

The character that gave you the most trouble writing this year? Dante was a bit tricky, but I'm looking forward to revisiting him 😊

What’s one pairing you want to explore next year? I have a few surprises planned that I don't want to spoil. But for sure planning to tackle Haiden and... Bobby/Dante pls get a decent ship name!

Which work of yours have you reread the most? SPS wins solely by virtue of being an ongoing work that I have to reference. Second place goes to Pas de Deux... due to being written all in one night, in a bout of insomnia, it sometimes feels like someone else wrote it lol

How many kudos in total did you get this year? 279 ❤️

Which work has the most comments? SPS sweep. It has 99. I look forward to someone claiming spot #100 when the next chapter drops

Did you do any collaborative works this year? to quote saav verbatim, "melt it down (you're gonna have to eventually anyway) was a telephone fic with some friends in the Fence discord!"

Did you write any gifts this year? I didn't mark it as a gift but I guess "you make me forget" counts. At least i can say it was born of love and inspiration from starwritess's beautiful Hummingbirds series. I also wrote a little gift ficlet for inagartenforever that may see the light of day one day.

Did you receive any gifts this year? literally today I woke up to one from starwritess. My first gift fic ever ❤️ and it's wonderful

What’s your most common category? M/M... I don't know how we got here (dyke sigh)

What do you listen to while writing? NOTHINGGGG i need absolute silence. This is the main obstacle I face as a writer 😭

Favorite work you wrote this year? SPS is the obvious answer butttt I just really like the little world I've created and I'm so excited to keep expanding it

Favorite line/passage you wrote this year? you're asking me to remember the shit that I've written...? Well a few ppl have said they enjoyed the blowjob scene in SPS ch7 so I'll go with that. I think it was one of the better executed sex scenes?

Biggest surprise while writing this year? the fact that I'm writing at all tbqh. I did not expect to fall so hard for Fence, or to write fic for it, or to explore so many ideas for it. My previous writing habits were... extremely sparse. But this year has really unlocked something in me and I'm so grateful for the Fence community and the new friends I've met through it ❤️

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Are you…taking it all back?(Kai Anderson x fem!reader angst)

Ok so warning lol I’m horrible at writing anything lol and idk what I’m doing this is my first fic ever so if anyone who has more experience pls comment and give some tips tysm I hope you enjoy this trash ✌️(ps this might be a series) its also kind of a short cute fluff.

Warnings:mentions of death and murder, and mentions of abuse,kissing, stalking, if any of this triggers you pls DNI Enjoy! 🖤

I was sitting at my desk until I got a Text from my ex boyfriend Kai.

Kai:“Hey… I miss you? How have you been?”

Me and Kai broke up about a month ago because I was sick of him always taking about death and murder. When we went out on dates he would always say stuff like his murder plans or something and I would just be disgusted.

Me:“What do you want Kai, I’m busy.”

I replied to his text and saw him type and I was pretty nervous I knew how Kai could be… and now that I’m not the love of his life he could do whatever he wanted to get back at me.

Kai:“I want to see you, got you a gift… think you’ll like it…”

I sighed, I really couldn’t do this right now I was so stressed and now Kai wanted to be back into my life.

Me: “Kai I can’t I’ve moved on.”

I replied putting my phone down thinking that was it. But no.

Kai: “I wasn’t asking, come outside”

Kai then sent a picture of my house. I gasped. I didn’t know what he would do if I didn’t obey him. I grabbed my pepper spray and walked outside to him. He leaned on the side of his car.

“What do you want Kai?”

I asked annoyed. He smiled at me genuinely and gave me a bouquet of my favorite flowers the ones he bought me on our first date,𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬.

“I got these for you, and something else.“

He said with a cute, 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞, smile on his face. He pullef out a small gift box and handed it to me. I tucked the flowers under my arm and opened the box hesitantly and saw it was a beautiful necklace with diamonds on it, it was beautiful.

“Kai... Kai I.... I dont know what to say…”

I was in true shock maybe he did deserve a second chance.

“Please baby I’ll be better I’ll talk to you about what makes you happy and I won’t be as dark I promise please give me a second chance? Please?”

He said getting down on his knees begging me, I took his hand and pulled him up, I kissed him, he didn’t kiss back for a moment but he did after a bit and he was so gentle.

“Fine…” I Said embracing him

“I- I love you…” he said wrapping his arms around my waist.

“I love you, Kai.”

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Ok this was literally ass but I hope y’all liked it, it was my first fic and it sucked but hopefully it will be better in the fallowing parts bye y’all.

#Evanpetersmut #Kaiandersonsmut #stories #AHS #Americanhorrorstory #Evanpeters #Kaianderson #angst

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Heyooo~

I'm Alex, a french illustrator always over-caffeinated -thus dehydrated-, struggling to sleep properly and to stay motivated.

I've been following SKZ since early 2020. I truly don't know how I was able to restrain myself this long from drawing and sharing fanarts about them- 🫠

Stray Kids is the first K-pop band I fell for and is still by far my fav. They were my top band in my 2023 Spotify wrapped. I'm brainrotted. Well, I listen to a lot of different stuff as well and that's how they got me: I love their colourful music.

I might be biased but it won't stop me from showing appreciation to every members !

I'll most probably create an IG and a X account as well later on. Feel free to follow me here and stay tune !

Sneak peek on my incoming first series below... See you soon~ ✌️✨

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bye, I'll be sobbing in the corner ✌️✌️

What a well wrapped and satisfying ending to this FANTASTIC series 😭 I loved how sweet it was. Love it!!

You are such an amazing writer. This series never lagged in the middle or felt boring or oddly paced. It's so well done. Thank you for sharing it!!

Date or Die Part 10

This might be so sappy you could make syrup out of it, but I give you, dear followers, the Date or Die Finale! To think I wrote part 1 as a quick little prompt fill on a whim in April; it’s crazy that its been nearly 10 months since then! Thanks for coming along for the ride!

Part One, Part Two, Part Three, Part Four, Part Five, Part Six, Part Seven, Part Eight, Part Nine

Supervillain took a long sip from their mug and squinted down their arm at the soft-colored mood board on their phone screen. The tea had gone from lukewarm to cold, allowing a ring of grainy sediment to settle at the bottom; now it swirled up and skimmed bitterly across their tastebuds, causing them to wince and stick out their tongue.

"You waited too long again," Villain said, glancing over the large stack of envelopes piled up on either side of them. How were they so good at noticing every little thing? Even when they weren't looking?

"It's gross when it's hot," Supervillain countered, forcing another sip out of pure defiance. "What do you think of this combination?"

They leaned halfway out of bed and thrust their phone in Villain's direction.

Instead of leaning out and meeting Supervillain halfway, Villain let their pen clatter to the desktop and strode over to the bed, crawling over Supervillain's legs and snuggling into their side. "Alright, let's see it."

Supervillain fought the warmth rising in their cheeks--that had been happening a lot lately--and brought the phone up to their lover's eye level.

"Oh, I like the dusty rose and dusty blue. Oh! And those string lights are beautiful. Do you think we can find some like that to put over the wedding bower? We could mix in real flowers and it would look like it's glowing!"

Supervillain cleared their throat, a well of uncontrollable affection surging up their airway as per usual. "Of course. Maybe we could go out and look at flower arrangements tomorrow?"

Villain nodded, stretching their arms and all ten fingers out in front of them before leaning back against Supervillain's chest. Supervillain had the sudden urge to kiss them. All over. Forever. Sometimes their presence still felt surreal. A dream they might wake up from at any moment.

"See something you like?" Villain said.

Supervillain jolted, averting their eyes to the wall in front of them. "How are invitations going?"

"Pretty good." Villain began playing with a long of Supervillain's hair that had fallen across their shoulder. "Though I'm still stuck on whether or not to invite Friend."

Supervillain immediately turned their gaze back on their lover.

"My ex-best friend who tried to kill you and now is confined to a high-security prison? That Friend?"

"They invited you to theirs. It's only polite to return the favor. Besides, it's not like they can actually show up."

"No, but it's the principal of it. You try to kill my fiancee, you don't get an invite to the wedding."

"To be fair," Villain said, a sly grin curving their jaw. They twisted the lock of the air tighter around their finger and tugged just hard enough to tip their chin in their direction. "We weren't really dating when they tried to kill me."

Supervillain swallowed hard. "Th-they didn't know that."

This villain was going to be the death of them. Where did they get off flipping their roles around, them the suave charmer and Supervillain the flustered mess?

"And I already liked you by then. I liked you before then. So on all accounts it was...utterly...completely...unacceptable."

Villain was so close, Supervillain could smell the strawberries and cream on their breath from breakfast. It blended with a hint of ginger from their tea. That matching mug set was one of the best purchases Supervillain had ever made. It made Villain's eyes shine, sort of the way they shone now, like a couple stars blinking out of an inky black firmament. Just...beautiful. They were so...so...

"S-stop teasing me!" they cried, shooting upright and out of Villain's grasp. They snatched the ends of their long hair and bundled it up over their burning face.

Villain fell on their back cackling. "But it's so fun! You're like this super scary steel trap all covered in barbs and spikes, it's the best watching you turn into jelly."

"Evil!"

"Villain, darling." Gentle fingers slid over their shoulders as the smaller criminal draped over Supervillain's back and wrapped their arms around their neck. "You didn't know what you were getting back then, did you?"

Supervillains wrapped their hands around Villain's fists. "I did actually. I've always known you were clever, conniving, and mean, but you're also gentle, empathetic, and kind. I love every part of you."

"You're sappy." Villain nuzzled their ear.

Supervillain pecked the corner of their mouth. "You love it."

For a moment there was only warm silence, then Villain tipped halfway over their shoulder to meet their eyes. "So. Friend?"

"I don't know why you're insisting on it, but fine."

"And Friend's Spouse?"

"Really? They might actually come."

"They did testify against Friend in court."

Supervillain sighed heavily. "Fine. Whatever you want, love."

Villain grinned and dropped their weight back against the curve of their spine. "I love you."

"I...love you too."

Supervillain never thought they'd get to say that in their lifetime with such confidence, but they were immensely glad it was true.

***

"This was their idea, wasn't it?"

Friend sat in the far corner of his white, empty cell. A metal twin-sized bed and a plain, three-compartment chest of drawers were the only furnishings in the drab space. A framed picture of their spouse--glass removed of course--was about the only thing bringing any sort of personalness to the place. And now the wedding invitation.

"How'd you know?" Supervillain said, standing a few paces back from the glass, thumb hooked in the corners of their pockets.

Friend looked up, eyes flashing. They wore the face of young, golden-haired ship captain today. The one they'd stabbed in the back at the end of a sea heist six years ago. According to the prison guards, they did that often. Wearing faces that didn't belong to them. The prison's therapist said it was most likely a form of escapism, wanting to be anyone but themself at the moment. "Because they're petty. Like you. Like me."

A beat passed. The beat that carried the unsaid question they both held under their tongues. Did it have to be this way? Was there any universe where this turned out differently? Or were they always destined to crash in burn?

Supervillain shifted their weight to their other foot. "I didn't know jealousy would make you so homicidal."

"Everything makes me homicidal."

Supervillain chuckled humorlessly. "That's true."

The overhead light buzzed mechanically in the silence. The invitation's soft paper rustled as Friend rubbed the corners between their thumbs and forefingers

"I know you've said you have nothing to say,'" Supervillain probed, "but..."

"It wasn't because I loved you," Friend said. Their voice snapped out cold and harsh like a whip. "I didn't. Not the way I knew you loved me. I'd known for years."

Supervillain's stomach squirmed a little. It probably shouldn't matter now, those feelings were just as nonexistent as Friend's, but they couldn't help but feel somewhat embarrassed that they'd apparently been so obvious.

The corners of the photo softened under Friend's pressure, and they slowly peeled them away, letting them flutter to the ground in little crumples of color. "I thought I wanted you with someone else. I truly did. Until you were."

"I wasn't--"

"I know. But you did fall in love. And suddenly, I knew I couldn't live without your attention. Didn't matter that I didn't want you. Still didn't want you. I just liked being your world. Having you on a string. Watching you dance to my tunes. That's probably sick, isn't it?"

"Well...that's what I always liked about you." Supervillan's eyes followed the next shreds of paper as they fell.

"But not anymore."

"No. Not anymore."

Friend stopped shredding just short of the faces and set the invitation flat on their dresser. Their eyes flicked up to meet Supervillain's through the glass.

"You're softer now."

"I'm not interested in playing with lives anymore, if that's what you mean."

Friend shrugged. "Dunno. Guess there's just an edge to you that's gone now." Their voice went softer. "I was never going to do that for you."

Once, Supervillain wouldn't have needed words to sit in Friend's presence. Their gaze had always been enough. Now they wanted nothing more than to get out and back to Villain's awaiting comfort.

"I should get going. Villain is outside."

They started toward the mouth of the hallway.

"Supervillain."

They stopped, half-turning back toward Friend.

"I hope... I hope the wedding is nice."

Supervillain nodded.

The walk to the exit was considerably lighter than it had been coming in.

***

Villain kicked their heels against the waxed linoleum tile. It had probably been 15 minutes since Supervillain walked back with the guards to deliver the wedding invitation to Friend. It usually took that amount of time alone to be searched, escorted in, searched again, and escorted out. Villain wasn't sure how long Supervillain would spend talking to them, but they guess they probably had at least 5 or 10 minutes longer to wait.

The door to the entrance squealed, and Villain glanced briefly over their shoulder. No sooner had the turned forward they were whirling around again.

"Oh! Hi!"

Friend's Spouse froze mid-step, shoulders hunching like a snarly dog.

"I hoped you might turn up!" Villain continued. "I mean, I knew you came in every Tuesday and Friday, but I wasn't sure if today would be one of those days when you don't come in because sometimes life happens and throws us off schedule. I also didn't know what time you usually visit so--"

"I get it," Friend's Spouse said, holding up one hand to quiet them. They looked around the waiting area a moment before nodding toward the sign-in desk. "Let me guess. Supervillain?"

"They should be done soon."

Friend's Spouse sighed but dropped into the chair next to Villain without too much of a fuss.

Villain fiddled their thumbs. "I never thanked you for what you did. Back at your house or in court. I-"

"I didn't do it for you," Friend's Spouse grumbled.

"I know. But you still did it so...thank you."

Friend's Spouse stared toward the passageway, currently empty except for the two guards at the mouth. "I just needed to stop them before they did something really wrong. And ruined something important to them."

"You're a civilian, right?" Villain said. "You're not..."

"In 'the business'? No. But I'm what you'd call a morally questionable person, so I didn't care what Friend did. Even when it came to death. But their obsession over the two of you...that did need to be stopped. As much for them as for anybody."

For not the first time, the civilian's strength impressed Villain. They didn't know if they would be able to do the same for Supervillain. Hurt them in order to help them. Then again, Villain couldn't really imagine Supervillain doing something so insane. Friend was definitely more volatile, which was saying something when Supervillain had actively held them hostage for over a month.

"Are you guys ok?" Villain said.

"Yes," Friend's Spouse said snappily. "...They're not happy with me, but at least they understand why I did it." They cleared their throat. "How are...you? Still with Supervillain apparently?"

"Yeah, we-- Oh, right!" Villain rummaged through their bag until their fingers glossed over the invitation they'd stowed away in case of this exact meeting. "Here."

Friend's Spouse stared at it for a long time. "You're seriously inviting me?"

"I came to yours."

"I kidnapped you."

"Supervillain kidnapped me; I can let it go the first time, maybe even the second." At the civilian's strange look, they added, "Nothing in villainy is typical."

"I'm pretty sure you're situation is atypical even for other atypicals."

Villain chuckled lightly. Probably true. If someone had told them the night of their almost-execution that the person holding a gun to their head would one day be their fiancee, they would have laughed, rather manically, in their face.

As if on queue, the steady clack of Supervillain's shoes traveled up the hallway, growing louder and louder with each step. Villain burst to their feet before the other villain had even entered view.

“Hey,” Supervillain greeted, passing the double guards and immediately interlocking fingers with Villain. A moment later they noticed their company. “Hey, [Friend’s Spouse]. I think they’re itching to see you.”

Friend’s Spouse forced a smile that looked more like a grimace and rose to their feet.

"Well,” Villain hung to Supervillain’s arm and shot Friend’s Spouse one more what-they-hoped-was-friendly look. “Address is on the invitation if you decide to drop by."

"I'll think about it," Friend's Spouse said, then softer. "Er...thank you."

With that, they made their way to the sign-in desk without a second glance.

***

The wedding had lots of chamomile and no cinnamon. The table of kettles, each set to boil on its own hot plate, filled the room with heady steam, each flavor coming together so the air practically bathed in the sweet, floral aromas.

Supervillain spun Villain under their arm, catching them on their chest before they could fully stumble.

"I thought your last wedding would have put you off from heels," they said, eyes all googly and soft as they tipped their forehead against Villain's.

"Well, you know me. I'm a glutton for punishment." Villain quirked a sly smile and slid their arms up around Supervillain's neck. "But hey, heels saved my life! ...Or was it cinnamon?"

Supervillain swayed them back and forth. "Don't know...but you were adorable."

"You wanted me dead," Villain scoffed. They didn't know when that had become a natural thing to say, but somehow it escaped their lips without eliciting so much as a shiver.

"I could still appreciate your cuteness. Especially when your little nose got all runny and your voice all squeaky and--"

Villain interrupted them with a quick kiss on the mouth.

"I think that's quite enough," they said as they pulled back.

Supervillain stumbled the next dance step, face flushed a bright, pretty pink.

"Aww, your so cuu-"

Supervillain's lips crashed back against their own.

Suddenly Villain couldn't hear the music, or the "ooos" of their guests, all that mattered was the steady pressure of Supervillain's hands on their hips, the soft warmth against their mouth, and the taste of honied chamomile. Their heart pounded so hard they felt dizzy. When Supervillain finally let them breathe again they swayed like a drunk.

Supervillain remained close enough for their breath to tickle their face. "Honey, you may be a villain, but I'm a supervillain. Don't you ever forget that."

Villain's mind had become nothing but blank static, so they nodded dumbly.

Supervillain grinned, something between wicked and smitten. "Want to make a bargain?"

Villain rested their head against Supervillain's pounding heart, letting the beats steady them as they gripped the lapels of their suit coat. “Sounds like our style. Let's hear it."

"Nothing serious, just…that we stay together until we die.”

“I think that was part of our vows,” Villain said with a chuckle. “Til death do you part and all that?”

“It’s different.”

The song came to a close, and Supervillain guided them by the hand back to their table, paying little attention to the of well-wishers that ambushed them along the way. Villain really wasn’t sure how many of the people were really happy for them and how many just wanted on Supervillain’s good side.

“How is it different?” Villain said, breaking them from the uncomfortable scowl before it could fully plaster their face.

“People break those vows all the time. We didn’t break our bargain…”

Villain pushed a lock of hair behind Supervillain’s ear. “And what are the consequences of breaking said bargain?”

“Death.”

Villain’s eyes widened, and Supervillain smirked.

“Not really. …I suppose nothing.”

Villain pondered a moment. “You know, death might not be such a bad idea…” As soon as it left their mouth, they quickly held up both hands. “Not in real life! I meant as pretend! A-and not with threats to each other, but maybe sometimes we could pretend that there’s a bigger threat, and we have to stick together to survive.”

Supervillain nodded slowly. “I like it.” They paused. “We’re weird, aren’t we?”

“Oh, that became clear long ago.”

Supervillain shrugged and picked up their wine glass of deep blackberry tea, lukewarm from neglect by now.

“Married or die?”

Villain grinned, rising their golden glass of chamomile glass in return. They clinked the glasses together as their hands found each other beneath the table.

“Married or die.”

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[sagechanoafterdark]

Wrapping up a little of Alpha!Bucky for today's Fuck it Friday posting. It's going to be based on this short I posted ages ago and a tiny mini series that posts over the week. Don't worry it will move quickly cause it's technically a draft and there's not a lot of filler.

... I need a new name for Fuck it Friday cause it's so misleading 😂 not everything has sex and not everything is a "draft" just things I want to finish but lack the drive to do. 🤔

Any doodle, if I can focus for long enough I'll have it up this afternoon. ✌️💕

[kraniumet]

tagged by @ingoblingo :-)))

relationship status: comfortably living the bachelor life. ✌️

favorite color: it’s cyclical. baseline: the primaries. been in a very beige + red&green period lately.

favorite food: if left to my own devices i’m eating. crackers & biscuits . olives. fruit. cheese. raw vegetables. nuts. peaches and cream. cured meats. tomato, red onion and feta salad. caesar salad. any kind of wrap or rice bowl. and schnitzel.

song currently stuck in my head: genesarets sjö by kjell höglund… which is true 25% of any given year.

five favorite songs: never ask me this i’m gonna have to improvise a current mood. a. this is love - utada hikaru. b. lifetime piling up - talking heads. c. someone like you - blue for two. d. zuttomo - shinsei kamattechan e. twist and crawl - the beat

last thing i googled: image search: “sebastian brideshead revisited” followed by “usami akihiko teddy”

current time: 15:51. once again on a train.

dream trip: i want to revisit tokyo or venice sooo badly. but now that i’m extremely broke and don’t have it subsidised by my education i’ll settle for. local castle ruins.

something i want: to get my drivers license 😎✋🕶🥹

currently reading: alternating between camus’ plague and melchor’s paradais. and really looking forward to starting rodoreda’s death in spring 🍷

last series: making my way through riverdale with my brother :)

last movie: crank: high voltage

currently working on: writing my cv and cover letter :-/ and you know. driving.

aaand i’m tagging: @docnoctem @elapsed-spiral @tomoyoo @joelleity (absolutely no pressure)