#and when I tell you I was like 😦 when I realized it wasn’t my live action archie show

[lovelyamneris]

okay so I don’t watch Riverdale but I wish that it came out when I was twelve and in my Archie comics phase because I promise you twelve year old me would be shaking rn. absolutely shook and in shock

[leclerced]

https://www.tumblr.com/enchantecafe/735984662758014976/hi-whispers-oscar-fucking-carlos-little

THE WAY I SCREAMED AND BECAME THE PERSONIFICATION OF: 😀😳😧

no bc THIS is the ultimate trope for oscar and carlos beef OH MY GOD?

imagine instead of oscar flat out telling him little sainz left her ring at his place oscar menace piastri starts wearing it around his neck on chain (i live and die for this trope oh my god). and the other drivers who’ve become acquainted with little sainz from years of carlos bringing her to races are like… “hold on is that what i think it is around the baby rookie’s neck😦?” i wanna imagine lando and charles are like lowkey laughing about it because carlos looks like he could literally murder oscar (or hire someone to do it) meanwhile oscar is just smugly staring at him as little sainz dotes on him while wearing his racing number (it’d be funny if a dts episode was about their beef and lil sainz is just sitting there all pretty like “???”)

part of me likes toxic oscar, but also i love that man too much. so in my head they are actually very happy together… getting to piss of carlos is just a bonus

-🌷

ok i didnt mean to write all this sorry not sorry. ending is rushed bc i realized it was Long. checked word count and its just over 1.4k so im adding a read more 🫶🏻

he ends up falling for her even though he just wanted to fuck with carlos, it takes him months to get into her pants and he’s so focused on the destination he forgets about the journey get there. he doesn’t realize he’s falling for her bc he’s never been in love before, so he doesn’t recognize it.

maybe the ring is very obvious like its gold with three diamonds on the front, he goes out and buys a matching gold chain that morning and he suddenly feels guilty for using her to get to carlos so he buys her a tennis bracelet to replace the ring he slipped off her finger. she’s awake and pouting when he gets back and immediately asks why he left. he silently holds up the jewelry store bag as he crawls back into bed with her. she immediately notices her ring dangling from his neck and reaches out to grasp it. she doesn’t know why but seeing him wearing it around his neck makes her stomach flutter. then he’s pulling a velvet box out of the bag and opening it to reveal a much prettier bracelet. he still doesn’t say anything as he clasps it around her wrist, and then he kisses her wrist right over her pulse point and murmurs, “just wanted to treat you.”

everyone immediately notices her bracelet when she shows up to the paddock and makes her way to carlos’s garage. he notices her ring is gone and the shiny bracelet has replaced it on her wrist and he takes her hand and asks where the ring is and where the bracelet came from? she wiggles her fingers and says, “i guess i forgot to put it on this morning. bracelet is new.” he pushes it out of his mind, tries to ignore the fact that she’d had only forgotten it a single day since their mother gifted it to her. she’d had a panic attack the one time she almost did leave it at home, and they nearly missed their flight turning around to get it. if she had forgotten it this morning, why wasn’t she freaking out?

lando would see it dangling around oscar’s neck as soon as he arrives at the track and they greet each other. he remembers seeing it on her finger every race weekend when he was carlos’s teammate, so he clocks it instantly and pulls him aside. “you didn’t? there’s no way-“ and oscar immediately knows what he’s talking about and lifts it up to show it off like a trophy, “it was too small for my fingers.” and lando’s kind of jealous because he may or may not have tried asking her out once or twice. but that fades as soon as he realizes carlos is going to notice immediately too. he’s extremely protective over her because their dad was never always off racing and he’s a few years older than her, she’s like oscar’s age or a year younger maybe?? idk she’s just baby and carlos will protect her until he dies. he’s vetting every boyfriend; running background checks and hiring private investigators to find their ex girlfriends and interview them before they get his approval to date his little sister.

carlos noticed it hours later, when oscar, lando, and him are in a press conference together. lando keeps laughing out of nowhere and carlos keeps asking what he’s laughing at, which makes him laugh more. they almost make it to the end without him noticing it. oscar gets asked a question and he drops the pendant he’s been sucking on from between his lips. carlos had noticed the imprint of something under his shirt earlier and out of the corner of his eye saw him pull it out of his shirt and then put it in his mouth. immediately carlos recognizes it and knows exactly why his sister wasn’t wearing her ring when he saw her that morning. he thought it was weird when oscar suddenly put the pendant between his lips, but he realizes oscar had done it so he would see it. lando notices his shocked stare and bursts out laughing again. oscar’s smirking while answering the question about the upcoming race. carlos is holding himself back from pummeling oscar on camera, and as soon as they’re saying the conference is over, lando’s standing up and blocking him as he tries to launch himself at oscar.

everyone is so confused about what’s going on, but lando and oscar are laughing while carlos hurls threats and insults, and lando holds him back. unfortunately the cameras are still rolling and catch carlos saying oscar defiled his baby sister. somehow oscar gets out of the conference room and is whisked away by his team to ask him what is going on and what carlos is talking about? and he just can’t stop grinning because he got exactly the reaction he was looking for.

carlos finding his sister and dragging her away to his drivers room and asking her why? why him of all people. she knows anyone on the grid would bow down before her if she asked. so why did she fuck the one man he hates? and she’s like “oh my god don’t say fuck. it’s not like that.” and he asks, “what’s it like then? why do you think he did this? do you think it was anything more than a fuck to him?” and that makes her so sad, she starts tearing up and backing away from him because he’s never said anything like that to her before. she’s regretting everything and doubting everything oscar’s said to her the entire season, how perfect and kind he’s been, all the nights she laid in bed thinking about how maybe she could bring them together. her and lando could work together and make them get along. but all that is crushed hearing carlos’s words. he immediately regrets them of course, he still thinks they are true but wishes he never said them to her. he tries to grab her but she’s already out of his drivers room and when he follows her, she’s already gone.

he’d search until someone finally says they saw her leave with oscar and he’s even angrier because his words pushed her right into his arms, where he didn’t want her. he just texts his manager that he’s leaving and wonders what excuse oscar gave to get out of his media duties. he’s calling her the entire ride back to his hotel, and then he gets there and remembers that the mclaren drivers are in a different hotel and that’s definitely where they went. he has no clue where she is, probably for the first time ever. he goes to the hotel bar and has a drink as he spams her with calls until they stop going through. he calls lando but lando won’t tell him anything, apparently oscar and his sister swore him to secrecy when they left and she was sobbing and begged him not to tell her brother.

oscar wouldn’t know what to do when she shows up in his drivers room crying but he knows carlos has to be near and he doesn’t fancy getting his ass beat so he books it. lando covers for him after seeing the state she’s in. oscar’s got three sisters so he knows how to console a crying woman, he stops at a store and leaves her in the car to fetch chocolates and flowers and whatever else he sees that she might like before he takes her back to his hotel room. she cries for an hour before he finds out what’s wrong. she’s cried all her tears away and has gone through a box of tissues before she finally tells him what carlos said and how his words hurt her but it’s the thought that oscar would use her like that, make her fall for him just to get under carlos’s skin. she tells him that she knows he wouldn’t do that, that while he acts all cold and reserved with everyone else he’s completely different when they’re alone, and she know’s that’s the real him. then she’s cupping his cheeks and he’s thinking about how pretty she looks after crying, and she’s asking him to promise her he wasn’t lying to her like carlos said. and he actually feels something, he doesn’t know what the unfamiliar tug in his stomach is, guilt? pain? love? he tells himself it’s not the last one as he promises her that he wasn’t lying and wraps her up in his arms and tells her to go to bed, because he’s not going anywhere. the kiss he presses to the crown of her head makes her trust his words, no matter how untrue the first half is.

[greg-montgomery]

What do you think it’d be like if Hotch has a secret wife he never told the team about, and when he finally introduces reader, they recognize reader from past experiences (maybe like seeing them at the grocery store, at a coffee shop, etc.) but never put two and two together??

I feel like reader and Hotch would dieeee laughing because they had a bet who would notice first but none of them did 😂

PLS 😭😭

at first it just never came up? it wasn’t like he was actively hiding it but it never happened to bring you up for some reason. he’s always quite professional so he didn’t have to bring up any personal details to his team. and then one day you meet with derek at the grocery store and aaron introduces you to him with your name and not the fact that you’re married to him and derek just doesn’t seem to realize that you’re literally his wife?? because he kinda flirts with you?? 😭😭

so when you’re back home you’re laughing about it bc you realize that derek met you but still has no idea who you are 😭 so you come up with a little game that you’re gonna keep it a secret until someone figures out 🤭 you bet on penny finding out bc she’s good at digging 🤭 and aaron bets on derek since he’s already met you once and will at some point glue the pieces together!

but it takes them soooo long 😭 the team thinks aaron is single the entire time even when they happen to see you on literal coffee dates 😭

at some point you figure they’ll literally never find out on their own so in one of the team outings aaron brings you with him 🥰 and tells them “this is my lovely wife, y/n 🥰”

and they’re all 😦

and then it all comes back to them 😭😭 and they’re so embarrassed because for profilers they did not do a good job gluing all the puzzle pieces together 😭😭💀💀

but after that they all love you and you become an important part of their friend group 🥹 you know that the girls will try to get you alone and interrogate you on how aaron is as a husband 🤭 (perfect duh 🙄)

[beomgyu-stan-present]

𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕗𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕠

𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘(𝕤): 𝕥𝕩𝕥 𝕩 𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕣𝕖: 𝕗𝕝𝕦𝕗𝕗

𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕖

Yeonjun~

Absolute panic

He rushes over to you and picks you up from the floor and sits down with you in his arms 🙁

He rests you head on his lap and softly strokes your head

Once he has you settled he’ll call the manager and get someone to check on you and make sure you’re okay

If the person never comes he’ll put you in his car and drive you home, staying home with you ofc

If the person does come, then he’ll wait till you wake up and hope it’s good news from the person

Once he wake up, he softly scolds you on how you should take care of yourself

He loves you too much for this to happen again

Soobin~

This boy uses his long legs and catches you just before you hit the ground

When being tall comes in handy 😔✊

He immediately gets you a sweater or something soft for you to rest your head on

He tries to shake you to wake you up, and if that’s not enough. HE WILL PLAY THE MUSIC FULL BLAST RIGHT IN YOUR EARS

Sorry but he needs you to wake up

If you still don’t wake up, he’ll get help

But I would wake up from loud music banging on my eardrums-

So you wake up and he does a mini celebration with that cute dance he does :(((

Then he’ll hold you for a while for the time that you recover

Beomgyu~

As soon as you loose your balance he’s right beside you, giving you something to hold onto

But once you start falling he immediately grabs your waist

He looks at your unconscious body in the mirror and realizes you’ve fainted

😯 = perfect replica of his face

His brain is malfunctioning on what to do

Should he get help? Should he do this himself? Huh??

He does anything he can find in the room to get you to wake up

He’s definitely going to shake you, poke you, do anything

Then his brain starts working… MUSIC EXISTS IN THIS WORLD WE LIVE IN

By this point you’re just pretending but you open your eyes now >:)

He grabs you and hugs you really tight, making sure to not let go of you so you don’t fall

He then lovingly lectures you to make sure this never happens again

Taehyun~

He doesn’t even realize until he hears a thud, and then he realizes you’ve just fainted

He’s stunned, shook even 😦 

He then picks you up and just holds you for a minute to hear your heartbeat, and then calls help

Once the people give him a thumbs up and they all leave, he will not hesitate to pick you up and keep you close to him

He then gets your water bottle and brings it close, so he can give you some water when you wake up

Like usual, he’s trying to be logical throughout this whole process. If he wasn’t being logical- is he okay?

Once you wake up after some time, he immediately gives you water and you accept it (obviously)

He will not leave your side for a day or 2 

Huening Kai~

He’s a baby so in this situation he’s worried and panicked

He manages to get his hand underneath your head so the fall is less severe

But he still doesn’t want to leave you in case you’re hurt

He checks your arms, legs, torso, and neck to see if there’s any scraped areas, and in this case there isn’t which he is so thankful for

He stays by your side and decides to wait, asking his hyungs for help on what to do

They tell him to try to wake you up, so that is what he did

He tries to shake you, call out your name, anything but once he realized it’s not working, he hugs you from behind and buries his face into your neck

Once he feels you shuffling, he immediately backs up, giving you some space

“You’ve finally woken up! Never scare me like that again!”

Then there’s hugging and comfortable silence

a/n: I hope you enjoyed reading <3

[backpocketkazoo]

If your still doin Psychonauts self ship content then how about some Edgar Teglee or Fred Bonaparte x reader hcs (there’s like no self ship content for any of the characters much less the thorny towers patients)

OMGG THE THORNEY TOWERS GANG MY FAVS!!

BUT YEAH FR THERE’S NOT A LOT OF PN CONTENT IN GENERAL BUT ESPECIALLY NOT FOR THE ASYLUM GIRLIES ☹️

I’m doing both of em cuz I’m here to provide 😋

🎨Edgar Teglee General HCs🎨

💜 I feel like this is obvious but he loves drawing you and gifting you art.

-> You’re his default subject. Like I said, he LOVES drawing you :-]

-> He’ll also gift you art that he just thinks you’ll like.

-> His love language is gift giving & words of affirmation >:-]

💜 Edgar feels as if he needs to impress you all the time. This may be rooted in a fear that you’ll grow bored of him if he doesn’t.

-> You reassure him that isn’t true!!

💜 He can be a little protective over you around people he doesn’t know or trust.

(That old relationship got him MESSED up bro😭)

-> Other than that he’s a HUGE softie.

GUYS whatever you do DONT imagine Edgar teasing you by grabbing ahold of your face and smearing a bit of paint on you. Then you have a moment where he’s washing the paint off you with a warm washcloth!:! Don’t Do it Guys!!😦

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Ok babygirl Fred time 😎

💌Fred Bonaparte General HCs💌

♥️ For starters, if you weren’t aware, Waterloo by ABBA? 100% Fred and his love interest. Listen this song got me giggling and twirling my hair 😭

Mind animatics go crazy to this song lemme tell you 😭😭

Abba had the Fred selfshippers in mind when they wrote this in 1973 /j

♥️ His love language is acts of service and quality time !!

♥️ Ok hear me out. Fred doodling your name in pretty and cutesy calligraphy in his spare time. (additionally? the paper is adorned with lil hearts he drew? <3)

♥️ Fred doesn’t realize he’s falling for you until it’s too late oops.

-> He’d get bashful when thinking ab you. And won’t openly admit that he caught feelings. “Oh we’re just friends!”, he says but then proceeds to look at you the way the moon looks at the sun.

♥️ If you call Fred any french terms of endearment; i.e. mon chéri, mon amour, etc, he’s speechless. He is torn between his disdain for french & his infatuation with you (spoiler alert you win).

-> there’s just something about you?? he wasn’t sure what it was..

♥️ Fred constantly hovers behind you. Just hold his hand. It’ll make him feel a bit better. It lets him know that you’re still there.

…

So there’s this lil scenario that I rotate around in my head like a microwave where both Fred and Y/n work at thorney towers back in the day.

They don’t really know each other but they admire each other work from a distance because they’re both too shy to say anything.

You two gradually getting to know each other.

Thinking about the asylum courtyard in it’s prime. Or even walking down to the shore. Awkward yet sweet hangouts. Accidentally brushing up against each other and turning bright red, avoiding eye contact. 🤯

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Ok that’s all for now

(I lov u thorney towers self ship gang🔥)

(interact if u wish cuz I love hyping you guys up😋💖)

[ch1bii]

took me until 4am to finish BUT I FUCKIN DID IT Y’ALL

okay but this gameplay was honestly wild like it was just all over the place 😭 so first i set up a schedule of frequently going shopping and answering his emails on the weekends and having a mix of hanging out with natsumi or doing handicraft club activities during the week. but then later on i realized being at :D with natsumi was going to affect my requirements for chiharu and worried that i’d eventually fulfill hers instead of his so then i just started ignoring her completely 💀 and i would also hang out with arisawa only to study for testing periods but even that made her go up to :D so i started ignoring her as well 😭 yea i was a pretty bitchy friend this gameplay only for the sole purpose to win at it; plus i’ve ended up with both of their endings more than once so it’s just 50/50 now 😒 anywho at one point i struggled with getting chiharu’s cg of him using his laptop at the park in autumn even when i followed the requirements of getting it 👹 but ig i must’ve missed something or just witnessed a slight misinfo. i’ve already gotten the cg in another gameplay anyways so it really wasn’t such a big deal 😦 also one time when i hanged out with arisawa on a sunday chiharu was in the background??? but it says he only does that when you fully fulfill his requirements to get his ending and at that time i was barely halfway through his emails 😭 but sadly when i tried saving it i instead load back to a previous slot 💀 so i’m not sure if it was a glitch or that maybe instead it has to do with him being at :) with you??? and if that’s also the case with the cg incident??? idk we can’t really check that so i’m still not sure 😭 anywho after all that i was already near 3rd year and had finished all of chiharu’s emails. so i was just left with trying to lower other ppls stats and dealing with hazuki being a little bitch for “ignoring” him when all he does is avoid me 👹 and so i was kinda feeling miserable cause i wasn’t sure if i was even going to be able to manage getting chiharu’s next cg on time and having to end up with wasting my time over nothing, leading to another long hiatus of avoiding and hating this game 💀

that was until i stepped upon a lil something…

more like someone 🤭

YUP THATS RIGHT. FUCKIN MORIMURA SAKUYA AKA MORI-RIN CAME AND SAVED THE GAME. And when I tell y’all that i didn’t even do this on purpose I MEAN IT. LIKE HE LITERALLY JUST APPEARED WITHOUT ANY KNOWING OF MY ACTIONS. to be fair i DID use the studying by urself command BUT IT WAS DURING THE END OF 2ND YEAR in which i assumed he’d only appear this way in 1ST year 😭😭😭 so yea i was just fuckin 🤭🤭🤭 the whole time, like any tear i felt like shedding before just completely evaporated i am dead serious. WITH HIM TSUKUSHI FINALLY GOT OFF MY ASS ABOUT ENDING UP AN OLD MAID AND ACTUALLY HAD SOMEONE I COULD SPEND NEW YEARS WITH 💀 no cause i swear bro is too underrated when he is literally the sweetest (and the best) guy in this game I SAID WHAT I SAID 🙄 anywho yea life was good i even started having more hope in getting what i want i was even near finishing 3rd year 🤭 so now i’m near new years where tons of stuff happens in like one week 😦 so first i get club master in handcraft club!!! and i even get this thing where mori-rin comes after the like award thing and congratulates me, even sharing how his mother did handicrafting and gets emotional 🙁 (such a nice add in) then later on in the week i get offered to work at my flower shop job full time??? and there was somthin else but i forgot 💀 anywho there i was nervous for january cause that’s supposedly when the important chiharu cg is. and just when i knew, THERE IT WAS 🤭 and i’m ngl that it’s honestly such a cute cg and probs one of my favs like agh what chiharu says is so meaningful… maybe i just have a weakness 💀 anywho right there and then i felt COMPLETE 🙏🙏🙏 i even FINALLY got chiharu’s emote in the saving section 👏👏👏 even tho it’s kinda disappointing (or i should say rather CREEPY 😨) by how it’s just him spying at ur character thru bushes 😦 istg they could’ve done anything but THAT like maybe ur character and him using their laptops side by side then they look at each other OR OR ur character using it’s laptop then chiharu somehow pops up in the back 😭 idk but ANYTHING could’ve worked better 💀 moving on WE’RE FINALLY OFF TO GRADUATION DAY!!! after taking the entrance exam in which i applied for a first rate university and here i am STILL hoping i don’t get absolutely played and that all goes well 😰 we get to the church, chiharu appears, says his lovely dovey stuff, share a kiss, then the rest is history 🤭 ngl like the cg the confession was pretty cute and genuine, although compared to others why was the mc completely DRY in replying like bro expresses his feelings and we’re just like “okay” or “…” 💀💀💀 but ig it’s understandable when in reality we kinda don’t know much about the guy and was ghosted by him for idk how long then he just comes and confesses💀 it’s why i kinda just like to imagine side emails we’re definitely a thing between em so that it wouldn’t be so bland in what we know abt each other but yea 🤷🏻‍♀️ to finish off this idk how long blog it was unexpectedly a satisfying gameplay and i had some fun with it even if i rushed thru most of it bc of how i just wanted to go to bed 💀 but it was worth it at the end 🤭

[nelll101]

A Place further than the universe (ep 6, 9, 10, 12)

The comparison between the first set of episodes to the second set of episodes is quite different. We see character development from multiple characters in the show. We see throughout the end of the show that the whole point of the show was to find true friendship and the powerfulness of such. As it relates to capitalism, what I took from it was that no amount of money or consumerism can give you the meaningful things in life. Shirase saved all this money and took a trip to the other side of the world just to find that what she needed wasn't really what she needed. She went there looking for her mother, and instead was content of not seeing her at all. She realized and accepted that her mother would never come back as before she couldn't accept the truth showing character development. This can be compared to Megumi making these lies and telling on Mari because she couldn't accept the truth about herself until, eventually, she came clean to Mari in that one scene. She states, "And because I wasn’t anything I didn’t want you to have anything”. Megumi still yet chooses to walk away from Mari's offer of coming with her because she realizes she needs to learn to live without her, showing some learned independence and character development. 

Shirase believes she has to go where her mom is, “to a place further than the universe”. I'm not sure what she meant by that as she wasn't referring to Antarctica, but she might've meant that she herself has to put herself in a different mindset and mentality (something further than the universe) to fully understand that her mother is gone and reach acceptance. The mind and the universe are both complex systems and by using your mind you can "transcend" to "many universes" (I guess). This seems to be metaphorical as finding her mom in the end was not by seeing her since she was dead, but something she had to realize within her.

Back to capitalism, I wasn't really looking for it in the last set of episodes and missed what was pointed out in class, and decided to try my best to look out for something in these episodes. After watching it, there is none. Antarctica was an escape from capitalism itself and Shirase's journey of finding her mother was something capitalism could not give her.

One scene that was relatable was Mari packing to leave for Antarctica which reminded me of leaving for college. Savoring food from back home that I wouldn’t get here (Mari savoring the pudding drink), taking one last look at my room (Mari doing so as well), etc was exactly what I went through leaving my hometown.

Also something I wanted to bring up, I watched Interstellar recently and some scenes when they were in Antarctica and the title of the show itself reminded me of that movie lol. Shirase still believes her mother is alive and is determined to go see her. She longs and wait everyday thinking her mom will come back and yet, doesn’t. She believes she has to go where her mom is, “to a place further than the universe”. In the movie, Murph feels the same way about Cooper (her father) and Cooper was quite literally somewhere further than the universe. The only difference is that Cooper was still alive but in a different universe while Shirase's mother was dead (unless her mother is still alive only in a different universe than which universe Shirase is living in ??? 😦🤔 To reference the title of the movie, I don't think it was meant to take literally as it is a metaphor so there is no actual place further than the universe her mother is in. There's no evidence in the show to leading us to think this or anything related to time travel like in the movie but just a comparison). Also they’re all on an expedition to Antarctica and in Interstellar they were on an expedition as well (to find new planets to live on).

Overall it was a nice show to analyze the characters and figure out the true meaning of "A Place Further Than the Universe".

[elixirfromthestars]

MOLLIE I AM DECEASED!!! MY BREATH WAS ABSOLUTELY STOLEN ALONG WITH MY HEART!!! AND ITS ALL BECAUSE OF YOU!!!! 🚑🚨❤️🚑🚨❤️🚑🚨❤️

By far not your best work??? EXCUSE ME ☝️🤨 but I strongly disagree because this was JAW DROPPING GOOD 🥵❤️❤️ (and panty dropping as well 🫣🤭💗)

(I apologize in advance if any of my comments make no sense lol I’m under heavy medication because of my wisdom teeth surgery so…. 🤪)

Where do I start? Where do I start? When I read the summary and the warnings I knew I was in for the ride of my life 😮‍💨🪭

Please let me at Dr.Parker 😡 treating Bucky like that and making him cry???? 😡😡 the audacity that man has like he needs to be HUMBLED

And I am so here for Bucky’s revenge 🤭💗💗💗

The way Honey 🍯 and Bucky teeter and go back and forth for awhile was *chefs kiss* 🥰 She’s so much stronger than me because if he called me his favorite girl, told me in that voice he wasn’t into college girls, and then squeezed my hip?!?!?!?! 🥵❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 I would’ve folded, screw the wedding band 🙅🏻‍♀️💍

These interactions were just considered harmless flirting to you. Bucky knew you had no idea that he went home and fucked his fist, replaying these exact moments in his head. He licked his lips with a groan. "I bet she is."

^ I— 🫠💗💓💗💓 I need a moment 🥵🪭

"Honey." Bucky held your hand, rubbing his thumb over your skin. "Just tell me what to do and I'll help you. I'm all yours."

^ Do you know how much I love a man that’s like I know you can do it, but I want to do it for you???? 🥹💕💕💕 So Bucky offering to help in ways like getting the food from the oven was the sweetest to me 🥺❤️❤️

Treating his son like that 😡 oh Dr.Parker if I had been your wife OOF 😡😡 He’s such an asshole 😤

Oh, I was on the edge of my seat when I realized Bucky and Honey would finally be left alone 🤭❤️❤️ *giggling and kicking me feet in anticipation* 💕

"I don't believe you." Bucky backed you against the sink, trapping you with his arms on each side of your waist. "I think," he rasped, teasingly trailing his fingers up the bare skin of your arms. "That you would let me bend you over this counter right here and fuck you senseless."

^ AHHHHHHHHH ITS HAPPENING!!!! 🚨❤️🚨❤️🚨❤️

Okay, the way he calls Honey pretty mama has me weak in the knees and the fact that he wants to be called James I just ahhh 🥰❤️❤️

The smirk that donned Bucky's face was lethal. He had you right where he wanted you. And yet his eye rolled back all the same, savouring the flutter of your tight hole around him. "This is all for you, baby," he breathily whispered, bullying his way deeper into your pussy. "Get me so fuckin' hard everytime I see you. Cookin' in them pretty little dresses. Just wanna lift your skirt up and fuck you wherever I want."

^ You want to end me, right? Kill me? Be the death of me? 🫠❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 You are about to accomplish that because this is too hot and too much in the best way!!!!! ❣️❣️❣️❣️

"What's'a matter, baby?" Bucky mocked. "Thought you were a big girl, huh? Can't handle me?" Your reply was instant. "I can! I can, I promise, I promise!" "Then shut the fuck up and take it."

^ 🫣❣️❤️‍🔥 That’s it!! You did it!! I’m deceased!! My heart has officially stopped!!! I no longer have a pulse!!!! The way you wrote this Bucky with such a filthy mouth has ended me 🚑🚨❤️🚑🚨❤️🚑🚨❤️🚑🚨❤️

And the fact that he’s doing her so good she can’t speak OMG 🤭🫠🥵🥰 I’m a melted puddle on the ground at this point like this is so good I’m officially honey on the floor 🍯💛💛💛

Oh, so his revenge was to record oh my— 🤭💗💗 What I would have done to see Dr.Parker’s face when he saw it 😈

Thrust. "I've been such," thrust. "A good,” thrust. "Boy."

^ EXCUSE ME 😦❤️❤️❤️❤️ Oh, the things this simple sentence did to me 🥵❤️‍🔥

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But I like mine warm, tight and sweet. Just like Honey.

^ What an absolutly perfect way to end it!! Omg!!! 🤭❤️❤️❤️ I bet Honey and Bucky have the best times now don’t they? 👀💗💗 Please tell me she divorced that asshole!! 🥺

I need like a week to recover from this omg Mollie I think you’ve awakened some things in me 🫣❣️❣️ This was written so well, the pace, the detail, the dialogue, the premise, omg everything about this was amazing!!! ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥 You have me absolutely crazy over here, Mollie!! I love your writing so much!!! 🍯💛💛 Thank you for being here and blessing us with your writing!! 🥺🫶🏼✨

^ Someone come resuscitate me please 🫠❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Revenge Sweeter Than Honey

Pairing: College!Bucky Barnes x MILF!Reader

Word Count: 9.2k

Summary: When Bucky’s professor unfairly grades his college assignment, ruining his perfect GPA, he finds a way to get revenge — And doesn’t his sweet little wife look delicious?

Warnings: Bucky POV, revenge plot, age gap, older!reader, flirting, cheating, kissing, smut, mommy kink, nipple play, oral sex (fem receiving), ass play, spanking, p in v sex, recording of sex, cum play.

Author’s Note: Unbeta’d. Dividers by @saradika. Hi, lovelies! It’s been a while 🤍 This is by far not my best work, but I started it at the beginning of the year and finally finished it and decided to let it go before I convince myself not to post it.

Also, I have little to no knowledge about the education system outside of the UK, since I’m British. So please excuse any facts I may have gotten wrong, this was purely for the smut 😅

The arms of the leather chair Bucky was sitting on creaked, straining under the tense grip of his fingers. Fury coursed through every muscle of his body, boiling his blood until he was sure steam was blowing out of his ears. 

He had been sitting in his professor’s office for thirty whole minutes and not once had the man had the decency to look him in the eye and tell him a good enough reason for the C- marked on his most recent assignment. Thinking about it, he wasn’t even sure if his professor had ever made eye contact with him before; certain that he wouldn’t be able to recognise him if he ever looked at him. 

Bucky was a straight A student, working towards the perfect GPA to graduate with full honors and claim the job of his dreams. And yet, the second since his professor had licked his finger and slapped the stack of papers — stained with a ring of coffee that wasn’t there when he handed it in — on Bucky’s desk, his whole world had been turned upside down. 

He remembered his frenzy, the whirlwind of erratically flicking through each page and trying to find a single comment or suggestion that could help explain the low grade. But there was nothing. Only a forbidden red-inked C- that had taunted him ever since. 

Immediately, Bucky had booked an office session, since his professor was strict on the rules of when and where to discuss anything other than current class material. There must have been a mistake he reasoned with himself in the beginning — maybe a mix up with another student or maybe his professor had missed a chunk of his work because surely that godforsaken C- wasn’t right. 

However, Bucky soon came to realise in the thirty long minutes of his office session, that it wasn’t a mistake. In fact, it was the most generous grade received of the whole class. 

“Sir.” He attempted once again to get through to his professor. “With all due respect, I worked extremely hard on his assignment. Every variable is valid, I ran through each test multiple times to gain an accurate representation. My method has been executed perfectly.” He swallowed the dryness in his throat. “I can’t understand why I’ve been graded so low.” 

Dr Parker couldn’t have seemed less interested if he tried, the keys of his computer clicking away aimlessly as his brown eyes were glued to the screen. “For the last time, if you don’t understand what is wrong with your assignment, then I can’t help you.” 

Bucky discreetly gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut in frustration. The logic his professor spewed made absolutely no sense. He took a calming breath before he responded. “I’m not sure I can understand what exactly is wrong with my work if there’s no feedback to go off, Sir.”  

Dr Parker sighed, seemingly fed up with the conversation. “It's not for me to serve you on a silver platter. If you want a mentor who gives you a free ride or has to hold your hand through a grade then it seems like college isn’t the place for you, James.”

The material of the chair almost ripped where Bucky’s nails began to furiously dig in. He never wanted a hand to hold or a free ride during his time in college; the bare minimum he expected was to at least have some kind of evaluation or support that offered more than a lousy grade that wasn’t fair. 

Out of options, he desperately pleaded with his professor once again. “Sir, all I’m asking for is a reason for my grade being low. My GPA has been perfect all year and this assignment has made it take a huge hit. Please understand.”

Still, Dr Parker continued uselessly typing away without looking at him. “There’s nothing I can do for you, Mr Barnes.”

Bucky’s words came out jumbled as he jumped to offer an alternative. “What about— What if I did something for extra credit! You know? Just for— to boost my GPA back up?”

“That won’t be necessary.”  

Bucky was at the end of his tether and his throat began to tighten. “Please, Sir—I need—“ 

“What you need to do is move on from this assignment and work harder on the next one.” Dr Parker interrupted him coldly as he suddenly stood, packing his papers into his satchel. “My office hours are over and I have somewhere to be, so if you wouldn’t mind shutting the door behind you when you leave that would be great. Goodbye.” With that, his professor walked around the desk and out of the door without a second glance. 

Tears sprung to Bucky’s eyes while he sat there, staring mindlessly at the now empty chair behind the desk in front of him. He forced the lump building in his chest down, never having felt so defeated in his life. Throughout his years of education, he had sacrificed, placed everything that wasn’t important on the back burner; holidays, parties, normal friendships, just to put his future career first and for what? For one complete asshole to decide he didn’t care enough about his job or students to fuck him over? 

He shot out of his seat and paced over the carpeted floor. All of his dedication to his studies had been pointless — the thought burned through his mind and wounded him. All his life he had worked hard and this is how he had been repaid. The soles of his shoes thudded heavily until he came to a stop, running his hands down his face in despair. 

When Bucky opened his eyes, he blinked until his blurred vision became clear, finding himself in front of the floor to ceiling bookcase that panned over the length of the full wall. Sighing at a complete loss on what to do, his eye flitted over the polished ornaments in front of him.

As he trailed over the neatly placed trophies and certificates, a scoff left his mouth — bitter and venomous. Every one of the awarded achievements built his resentment even more. The pretentiousness was aggravating. 

He was about to walk away, go for a stroll with some fresh air to try and cool himself down and think properly. But just as he was going to leave, his eagle eye caught a small wooden picture frame shoved to the very back corner of the shelf, hardly noticeable with everything else taking front and center and ultimately hiding it. 

Bucky glanced over his shoulder, making sure his professor had really left before stepping forward. His nosiness had gotten the better of him and now his interest was peaked. Careful not to knock over any ornaments, he plucked out the frame and blew off the dust that had accumulated over the picture for god knows how long. 

To his surprise, it was a photograph of Dr Parker, many years younger and dressed in a tuxedo. Next to him, a stunning woman with the biggest smile on her face, dressed in an ivory, white dress. 

Bucky’s eyes flew wide open while his jaw unhinged in shock. 

Dr Parker had a wife?

Now that he thought about it, his professor did wear a gold band around his finger; one that the sun caught during a lecture one time and blinded Bucky enough to choke while he was drinking his coffee. 

Studying the photo some more, Bucky only focused on the woman, one with kind eyes, pretty lips and a body to kill for; silhouetted in a gown that complimented her figure amazingly. He was utterly blown away. 

The picture was at least ten years old, he summarised. His professor looked way younger than he did now, with frown lines and dark circles underneath his eyes. But he couldn’t get over how beautiful his wife was and how the hell he had managed to snag her with his douchebag personality. His mind ran a million miles per hour. 

For all Bucky knew, you could have been just like your husband; just as dull and just as unbearable. It was only rational, because no one in their right mind would willingly be with a man like that. 

He stared at you through the glass and tilted his head in thought, until the cogs started to turn. What if? he asked himself. What if he got his comeuppance somehow? 

As soon as the thought presented itself, he batted it away, shaking his head and placing the photo frame back in its place. 

But as he stood the frame upon the shelf, his hand stayed with it, unable to let go of the nagging idea that had now taken root in his mind. 

What if you were his perfect route for revenge? 

Looking out towards the window of the office, the setting sun beamed in. Bucky followed the streams of light that shined through, one landing on another photograph, larger in size of a chocolate haired boy with bright eyes. While he resembled Dr Parker, the boy’s eyes were all yours, kind and filled with light. The kid looked around the same age as himself, in a lab coat that had the same emblem as Bucky’s college. 

A plan began to quickly form in his mind, each piece and detail intricately connected together to create the most beautiful retribution. The biggest fuck you to his professor for screwing him over. 

Bucky sheathed his hands into his front pockets, running his tongue over his teeth with the most evil grin on his face. Dr Parker was going to get what he rightfully deserved. 

Vengeance.

Having met up after their last classes of the day, Bucky followed Peter into his home when he opened the door, the droolworthy aroma of a home cooked meal slinking into his senses and making his stomach grumble. 

It was now routine for him to come round to the Parker residence every week on a Friday afternoon. Once you found out your son had a new friend at college, you had extended the invitation to Bucky as Peter had recited. And of course, it would be rude of him to refuse. 

The execution of his plan had come together seamlessly, almost too perfectly. It was just his luck that a clumsy Peter Parker happened to bump into Bucky on campus in a rush to his next class, spilling his coffee onto the ground and offering to buy him a new one. 

Since then, he had made it his mission to become closer to Peter and soon enough, it was the night of his first dinner with you. 

Before that first meeting, he had drilled it into his head that his scheme of revenge was strictly business; to get in and out and call it a day. But that went down the drain when he rounded the corner to the kitchen to introduce himself and he choked on his words when you spun around on your heels. 

Bucky still remembered that moment, the first time he laid eyes on you in the cutest sundress, decorated with daisies that hugged your waist sinfully. The way your tits practically spilled out the damn thing stuck with him too. 

You were a vision, a sight for sore eyes — the photograph in his professor’s office did not do you justice even with ten years added on. Then, as soon as you bounced over to him and pulled him into a hug that made his dick hard, his initial intentions went out the window. He was a goner and he knew one time wouldn’t be enough of you.

However, when it came down to dinner, Bucky was admittedly nervous. It wasn’t only just meeting you in the flesh and having his expectations blown out of the water that threw him off balance, the inevitable of seeing his professor outside of college worried him. His plan for revenge could have fallen through as soon as he met him. They almost did. If that would have been the case, Bucky wasn’t sure what his next steps would be.  

But when he sat down at the dining table, his professor had only just noticed another guest in his home. Bucky remembered the slight sweat of his palms, the dryness of his throat as your husband looked at him over his newspaper and cocked his head; a familiarity brewing between them. Those couple of seconds lasted longer than he cared for. Then, unexpectedly, Dr Parker brushed him off and went straight back to reading his paper — evidently deeming Bucky unrecognisable and only a new friend of his son’s.  

That memory still offended him slightly. There wasn’t a hint of recognition, even though he had fucked Bucky’s chances of attaining his dream career. 

Snapping out of his memory, Bucky quickly shook his jacket off, taking care to hang it neatly on the coat rack and made a beeline to the kitchen. 

“Dude. I know you like my mom’s cooking but damn.” Peter shook his head with laughter but Bucky ignored him in favour of something of much higher importance. 

Stepping into the kitchen, he immediately found you balancing on your tiptoes, trying to reach the spice rack on the highest shelf. The skirt of your dress inched up your thighs and he couldn’t help but stare unabashedly at a sneak peak of your white g-string. 

Clearing his throat, Bucky held out his arms wide and acted casual with a wide smile. “Where’s my favourite girl?” 

His heart jumped as you snapped your head around, grinning wide once you saw who it was. “Bucky!” you cheerfully sang. “Hi, sweetie. I’m so happy you made it.” 

You have no idea how happy I am to see you too, he groaned internally. “What do you take me for? Like I would ever miss your cookin’, Mrs Parker,” he teased aloud. 

Raising an eyebrow playfully, you cocked your hip and crossed your arms over each other. “What have I told you about that, hm? Call me Honey, sweetheart. All my friends do.” 

Bucky held his arms up to placate you. “Forgive me. Your food is too damn good to pass up, Honey.” 

You rolled your eyes lightheartedly and turned back around to try and pluck the thyme from the top shelf. “You and that charm, boy. You’re gonna be the death of some poor college girl one day.” 

Noticing your struggle, Bucky took the opportunity to come up behind you and reach over your head. His lips perfectly aligned with your ear and so with a sly hand to your waist, he grabbed the jar of herbs and placed them onto the counter in front of you while he whispered, “What if I’m not into college girls?” 

Bucky heard the sharp inhale you tried so hard to smother, but it was useless with the proximity between you. It was instinct to then squeeze your hip, listening for your sweet whimper he lived to be the cause of. 

The moment lasted only a couple seconds longer until Peter called out for you from the hallway. “Hi, Mom. We’re home if you hadn’t already noticed.” 

Breaking away from Bucky sharply, you held a shaky hand to your chest. “H-Hey P, how was your week?” 

Small incidents as such repeated themselves every week. You and Bucky would find yourselves — or he would create them — in intimate, dangerous positions that wouldn’t be explainable to your son or your husband should they ever catch you. 

Which only made the game all the more exciting for him.

“Mom,” Peter whined while he walked into the kitchen. “Can you please not call me that when I have friends around?” 

Bucky held his laughter behind his hand when you passed your son by, pinching his cheek and putting on a baby voice. “Oh, but you’re just so cute!” 

However, that smile was soon wiped away from his face when the front door opened, immediately slamming shut with a loud bang. “I’m home, Honey,” your husband yelled. 

Your name on another man’s lips left a sour taste in Bucky’s mouth. He had come to learn that your nickname was born from your old college roommate who had affectionately bestowed it upon you after your love of baking dessert treats. 

The story was adorable, one he had soaked in with all the details you offered him. But your husband and his boring, monotonous tone turned even the sweetest name into something unpleasant. 

With his keen eye, Bucky had spotted the fake smile you plastered on your face to greet your husband, even when he walked straight past you without a hug or a kiss and into his usual chair at the dining table. 

“Glad your home safe, love,” you quickly offered him a half assed hello and headed back towards the kitchen to grab the meat out of the oven. 

“Hey.” Bucky shot forward before you could grab the handle and slid the oven mitts laying on the counter onto his hands. “I got this, don’t worry about it.” 

You paused to look at him like he had grown another head. “Bucky, I've done this a million times. I’m perfectly capable.” 

“I know you are, beautiful.” He didn’t miss the way your lips parted from his compliment, reserved for your moments alone. “Doesn’t mean you should have to. Lemme do it, please.” 

It didn’t take much for you to relent, already flustered enough to give in to him. Stepping aside, you made room for Bucky to take the dish out of the oven and place it on the worktop. 

“Smells fuckin’ delicious, Honey.” You gently swatted his arm for his colourful language, but he couldn’t help test the waters as he stared directly into your eyes. “Hopefully tastes as good as she looks.” 

What he didn’t expect was for you to retort back with a quick wit. “Oh, don’t worry about that. She’s as juicy as they get.” 

These interactions were just considered harmless flirting to you. Bucky knew you had no idea that he went home and fucked his fist, replaying these exact moments in his head. He licked his lips with a groan. “I bet she is.” 

“Where the hell is this damn food, woman? I’m eating away here!” your husband barked from the dining table. 

Bucky gritted his teeth while he watched you bow your head in embarrassment. “Just plating up now. It won’t be much longer, dear!” 

Turning back to Bucky, you smiled apologetically. “Sorry about that, he gets a little grumpy when he’s hungry.” 

He couldn’t believe you were apologising for that son of a bitch, though this was a regular occurrence by now; excusing your husband’s wrongdoings even if you were ashamed of it. 

Placing his hand over yours, Bucky told you firmly, “Don’t think for one second that you have to apologise to me, Honey.” The next words he grumbled under his breath. “Especially never on behalf of that fucker.”

Your free hand smoothed over the skirt of your dress, a nervous habit of yours when you were upset. 

Bucky recognised your unease and took initiative to derail the conversation. “What do you need me to take?” he asked while rolling the sleeves of his shirt up. 

You looked at him then, quick to protest and shake your head. “No, sweetheart. You’ve done enough, honestly. Go sit down and—”

“Honey.” Bucky held your hand, rubbing his thumb over your skin. “Just tell me what to do and I’ll help you. I’m all yours.”

Sighing defeatedly, you nodded your head to the foil covered dishes on top of the counter. “The vegetables and mashed potatoes could do with taking to the table.” 

Bucky grinned wide, all teeth and brought your hand up to place a kiss to the back of it. “Good girl.” 

A shudder ran down your spine that he didn’t miss, the hitch of your breath that blew the front strands of his hair giving you away. With a wink, he backed away to grab the dishes, piling them in his arms, along with a couple extra to take to the dining table. 

Soon enough, a full roast dinner was set out, steaming hot and ready to be eaten. 

Peter was already sitting on the chair by his Dad’s side, speaking animatedly about his recent discoveries on his science assignment for class. You always sat opposite your husband, which meant the only free seat that Bucky could take was opposite Peter and next to you. 

Not that he was complaining. 

He steadily pulled the chair out and sat down. It wasn’t exactly a coincidence that he brushed against you, not when he shuffled his chair as close as possible to you without raising suspicion. “Everything looks incredible,” he whispered as he leaned into you. 

The grip you had on your cutlery faltered. Bucky reveled in your bashfulness, always competing with himself to see how much he could make you squirm. So he smirked when you gulped, peeking at him from the corner of your eye. “T-Thank you, Bucky.” 

Your son‘s voice brought you out of your flustered state “—So I was right, Dad! My results actually confirmed my hypothesis.”

You cleared your throat and chimed in cheerfully when your husband only answered with an uninterested hum. “That’s amazing news, P!” With a stern tone, you addressed your husband this time. “Aren’t you proud of him, love?”  

But instead of congratulating him, your husband turned the page of his newspaper while shoveling food into his mouth. “Mhm. He did good, I guess.”

Luckily, Peter didn’t notice or bat an eye to his father. Bucky had witnessed over the few weeks he had been invited over for dinner that your son had enough support from you alone to keep his spirits uplifted. 

You decided not to bite and move on with the conversation, mouth open about to speak when your husband suddenly laid his newspaper down and spoke over you. “You know, I’ve had the worst week at work.” 

Frustrated, your fingers clenched tightly around your knife. “Oh yeah?”

Dr Parker blew out an irritating sigh. “The students this week—god—I had a flock of them at my door, complaining about their grades being too low.” 

Bucky felt the blood in his veins begin to boil. Normally he would tune out the grating voice of your husband, but he couldn’t help but listen to something that directly involved him — unknowingly to his professor. 

“I mean, I can’t help that their work isn’t up to par. What do they want me to do? Mollycoddle them?” he scoffed. “If they come crying to me for help all the time then they may as well cut their losses and drop out. They’re only wasting their own money.” 

The loud clink of your cutlery dropping against the plate cut through the tense atmosphere. “Are you serious right now?” 

“Dad,” Peter cringed, obviously uncomfortable. “You can’t say that.” 

“I’m not saying anything that’s not true.” Dr Parker shrugged. 

“It is your job to guide your students—who are paying thousands for their education by the way—and give them feedback to help them improve,” you shot back, heatedly.

Bucky’s chest puffed out in pride. Though he couldn’t outwardly say anything, he was proud of you for inadvertently defending him — even if you didn’t know it. 

Your husband’s tone turned biting towards you, however. “I’m not their babysitter, Honey.” 

But you stood your ground. “No you’re not. You’re their teacher and they look to you for guidance. It's the bare minimum your job requires.” 

A weighted silence fell over the dinner table while you and your husband glared at each other until the chime of a text cut through the awkwardness. 

Dr Parker retrieved his phone from his pocket and read his message. After a couple of seconds, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and threw it onto  his plate. “I’ve got to go back into the office. Emergency.”  

“What?” you asked in disbelief. “But you’ve only just come home.” 

“Well, unlike some, I can’t just slack off at home all day.” 

Bucky watched out of the corner of his eye as your mouth dropped open in shock at your husband’s barely hidden jab. Unrestrained anger filled his veins as he had to hold back. Though the urge to fly over the table at Dr Parker was hanging on by a thread. 

Is this what life was like at home for you? A husband who so obviously didn’t care for you while you made his life as comfortable as possible. And Peter, a son who held his tongue while he stiffly carried on eating his dinner and not defending his own mother?

Bucky looked to you as you quickly regathered yourself, blinking away the tears building over your waterline and pretending like you weren’t hurt. 

Your husband passed over his harmful statement as nonchalantly as he said it while lifting out of his seat. “Don’t wait up for me, I’ll be home late.” 

And just as rudely as he came home, he walked out, the slam of the door reverberating through the house. 

It wasn’t a minute after that when Peter also received a text. After reading the message, his eyes lit up with excitement. Bucky knew well enough what that face meant — Peter was getting lucky. “Hey mom, is it okay if I go out? Hang with my friends for the night?” 

The dinner you laboured over had already gone out the window once your husband had ruined it. Of course it didn’t bother you as much that your son wanted to leave too. “Of course, sweetie.” You stood up and collected the half empty plates from the table robotically. “Just be careful and let me know when you’re there.” 

With a dejected sigh that only Bucky noticed, you gathered the rest of the cutlery and took them to the kitchen, beginning to fill the sink to wash up. 

Peter waited until you were out of ear shot to whisper, “Dude, MJ asked me to come round tonight. I think she finally wants it!” Bucky held back a cringe. “You think it’s cool if I shoot off? You can make your own way home, right?” 

Bucky couldn’t have given a single fuck where Peter went or what he did right now. All he cared about, as he shot discreet glances of you in the kitchen washing the plates, was your wellbeing. “Sure, Parker. I can figure it out.” 

“Awesome!” Peter laughed before whipping out of his seat and running towards the door. “Catch you Monday, pal!” 

The house grew silent apart from the departing slam of the door, this time by your son. As soon as Peter was gone, Bucky instantly left his seat to join you. 

He leaned his shoulder against the archway of the kitchen. “You okay, Honey?” 

Looking towards him in surprise, your eyes held onto a last tendril of hope that someone hadn’t let you be alone. “Sweetheart, I thought you would have left with P.” 

Bucky shook his head with a fond smile, the curls at the top of his head bouncing with the movement. “Of course not. I’ve got nothing better to do with my Friday night than spend time with a gorgeous woman.” 

He caught the tightening of your lips, as though you were holding back your flustered smile. “Oh, stop that. You flatter me.” 

“I can’t help it. You make a man go weak. What can I say?” 

“Are you flirting with me?” you laughed incredulously. 

“And what if I was?” Bucky noticed the way your eyes latched onto the sight of his shirt, tightening over his arms as he crossed them over each other. “Would you like it?” 

Your eyes flicked up to his, holding his intense gaze for a few seconds before you huffed a breath and began cleaning the dishes again. “You’re cute, Bucky.” 

Bucky licked his lips and ravaged your form silhouetted in your fitted dress. “Wouldn’t exactly be the word I would use, but I’ll take it from you.” 

A rare giggle, only let out in his presence, escaped you. “Scram would you? You don’t want to be spending your Friday night with your friend’s mom, sweetie.” 

Testing the waters, Bucky let slip exactly what was on his mind. “Actually, there’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”  

Your hand stilled, chest rising and falling at a faster pace than before. “Oh, if only I was twenty years younger,” you chuckled quietly to yourself, not expecting for Bucky to overhear. 

Jackpot, he smirked to himself. 

Walking to the kitchen island, Bucky leaned his elbow on the counter beside you. “What would you do, Mrs Parker?” 

You jumped with a yelp, visibly surprised to have received a response so close; eyes blown wide as they flitted over Bucky’s face in panic. “E-Excuse me?” 

Bucky closed the distance between you even further. He leaned over the sink to turn the running water off. “I said,” he whispered huskily, keeping consistent eye contact with you. “What would you do if you were twenty years younger?”

“I—I um,” your breathing started to become heavy while Bucky stared shamelessly at you. “It’s just an expression, sweetie,” you laughed, shaking your head to try and brush the comment off. “I d-didn’t mean it like that—“ 

“No?” He watched carefully as your eyes darted around, trying so hard not to look at him. “How did you mean it then?” 

The spotlight Bucky was intentionally putting on you made you falter, even more so when he tucked your hair behind your ear and let his hand linger over your collarbone. 

“C’mon, tell me. I don’t bite.” A sadistic smirk adorned his face while you stared at his lips. “Unless you want me to, of course.” 

“I s-swear, Bucky.” Your voice was breathless with the heat of his stare. “There was nothing behind it, I—”

“I don’t believe you.” Bucky backed you against the sink, trapping you with his arms on each side of your waist. “I think,” he rasped, teasingly trailing his fingers up the bare skin of your arms. “That you would let me bend you over this counter right here and fuck you senseless.” 

The wind was audibly knocked from your lungs as you gasped. Words failed you, stuttering over yourself which was most amusing to Bucky.

Nonetheless, your eyes still followed him with a glaze, hooked onto every word that left his lips. “I think you’d let me take you from behind. Stuff your pretty pussy full with my fat cock.” He grabbed your hand and pressed it against the bulge in his trousers. “You feel that, huh? How good it would feel to take all a’me, pretty mama?” 

Bucky watched as your eyes fluttered and you bit your lip — the last of your reserve hanging by a thread. One more deadly blow to your empty head and you would be putty in his hands.

Any remaining distance between you disappeared as he placed wet kisses from the pulse of your neck up to the corner of your mouth. “I think—” he whispered against your lips, his next words uttered in his most seductive voice. “I think you’d let me do it. Right. Fuckin’. Now.” 

You placed your hands over the shirt on his chest to push him away; a mistake he imagined as you alternatively began bundling the material up with clenched fists. “Bucky—“ you painfully uttered with your eyes squeezed shut. You shook your head, as though that would help you. “This—this isn’t right. You’re my son’s friend and I n-need you to leave—“ 

“Look at me.” Bucky slid his hands over your neck, holding your jaw with his thumbs to tilt your head up. Slowly, your eyes squinted open and he saw the confliction clear as day in your glossy eyes, the battle you were facing in your mind. “You’re practically melting in my hands, Honey. You just gotta give in. We’ve been playin’ this game for far too long now, don’t you think?”

There was no escaping his blue eyes when you tried to look away once again and he firmly guided your gaze back to him. “None of that, now. Do as I say.” 

Your expression was tortured — torn between right and wrong, pleasure and sin. Bucky knew you were good, a dutiful housewife and loyal to a fault to a man who didn’t deserve it. 

Where had that gotten you? Whilst the revenge plan was hot on his mind — the very reason he had meticulously planned everything up to this exact moment — he wouldn’t look a gift horse in the mouth that he was getting something extra out of this. You.

“We shouldn’t do this,” you pleaded painfully, still with a wild spark in your eye. “We can’t do this.” 

“You know what I’m not hearing, Honey?” Bucky asked. “I’m not hearing that you don’t want to do it.” 

You shook your head frantically with wide eyes until he tightened his grip on your cheeks. “I’m gonna give you one chance to answer me.” He squeezed your cheeks until your lips puckered. “You want me to fuck you, baby?”

Desire rolled through your eyes as your thighs clenched together. Though you still tried to deny your need for him. “Bucky—”

“Ah, ah. I want an answer.” 

Bucky watched as your throat bobbed. Your nostrils flared with your harsh breaths and your breasts heaved up and down with exerted force. Seconds went by, the two of you staring at each other before you finally answered. “Yes.” 

The two of you burst into the master bedroom — the one you shared with your husband, kissing erratically while your hands fumbled through Bucky’s hair. 

He moaned deeply, pushing you against the wall, and turning feral over the feel of you as he kneaded your body. “You’re so fuckin’ hot,” he hummed against your lips. 

Your head thumped back against the wall, chest heaving while you tried to catch your breath. All of Bucky’s attention was drawn to your chest. “Has anyone ever told you you’ve got the most perfect tits?” 

Choking on your spit, you stumbled over your words, so adorably oblivious to your own attraction. “I—I didn’t realise—um, t—thank you—”

Bucky laughed, shaking his head before quickly ripping down your dress to your waist with force. Your upper body was bare, free for him to roam his rabid eyes over your naked tits.

“Bucky!” Your squeal of shock was followed by you hastily trying to cover your chest with your hands. 

But a scowling Bucky immediately ripped them away; offended you would dare try to keep them from him. “Don’t you dare fuckin’ cover yourself up, Honey.” 

He could tell it was intense for you, to be so thoroughly desired and the thought that you had never received this much attention before made him angry once again. 

“It’s been a while,” you mumbled. The mousy confession only heightened Bucky’s fury towards your pathetic husband.

Delicately, he kissed you and began to trail his lips down the slope of your neck. “Ain’t gotta worry about that. I’ll take care of you.” 

Slowly descending, Bucky laved his tongue over your peaked nipple, sucking it into his mouth and letting it go with a pop. Your breast bounced with the motion and he squeezed his dick over his trousers with a groan. “Look at you, Honey. You’re a fuckin’ goddess.” 

Bucky’s tunnel vision made whatever you said next pointless. Grabbing your tits, he buried his head in between them, relishing in your softness. He peppered his kisses across to your other nipple and swirled his tongue around the peak. 

Your legs crumbled, the sensation overwhelming for you. The thought that Bucky could get you off by just playing with your tits made his cock even harder. But he had so much more in store for you.

“Why don’t you take off your dress, baby?” he murmured into your skin. “Want you to kneel on the bed for me, alright?” 

You nodded shakily. Bucky hovered over your breasts a couple of seconds more, savouring the feel of you before stepping backwards to give you space to move. 

With a deep breath, you walked on unsteady legs towards your bed, letting your dress shimmy down your body on your way. Your back was turned to Bucky and he salaciously eyed your figure, each and every curve of your body. He internally created a map of your stretch marks and imperfections that only made him more crazed for you. 

The mattress sank down while you knelt onto it carefully. Bucky watched the arch of your back intently, the flesh of your ass rounding out from your position. 

Forget the damn reason he plotted this very moment, he was just excited to finally get a taste of you. 

Your quiet murmur sounded over Bucky’s thoughts. “I’m ready.” 

Biting his lip, he strolled forward until he came to a stop behind you. Still fully clothed, Bucky desperately singed the picture in front of him into his mind. He held so much power in that moment, and it felt like a dream that he had you bent over solely for him. 

Bucky leaned over your form, beginning to place delicate kisses down your back. He basked in the goosebumps that arose on your skin. “How the fuck are you real?” he murmured to himself. 

With a shaky sigh, you whispered, “I still don’t know about this.” 

Chuckling, Bucky finally dropped down to his knees, ignoring your reluctance to eye the flimsy piece of material covering your pussy. Hooking a finger inside your underwear, he peeled it away and held it to the side. “Oh, fuck me.” 

You squirmed in place as the cold air hit you in your most vulnerable state. Your raw scent clogged Bucky’s nose and his eyes rolled to the back of his head in bliss. “Can’t fuckin’ wait any longer, Honey. Gotta know how you taste.” 

Surging forward, Bucky buried himself between your thighs. You screamed in retaliation to the feel of his tongue snaking its way through your folds and he was sure he hadn’t heard a better sound. 

He explored every inch of your cunt, unwilling to leave the heaven you so graciously granted him. But it was the sensation of Bucky’s tongue beginning to ease its way inside your hole that made you vocal once again. 

“My husband—“ you called out, obvious to Bucky  that you were trying to clear your conscience of guilt. But he knew you couldn’t care less about him — you didn’t even mention the fucker once while you were too busy feeling sorry for your son in the kitchen and making silly excuses to not let him have his way with you. 

Landing a harsh smack to the top of your thigh, Bucky savored your squeal of shock. “Don’t act like you give a fuck about him now, Honey. Who’s the one eating your pussy this good, hm?” He ran two fingers down the middle of your folds, biting his lip at the wetness coating them. When your only answer was a moan muffled by your pillow, he spanked you again in the same place with more force. “Answer me.”

“You, Bucky!” you instantly shouted out. “You’re the one eating my pussy so good!” 

“There we go. That wasn’t so hard was it?” He eased over the marks beginning to bloom on your skin and smiled to himself. “Call me James, though. I like it better.” 

Without letting you reply, Bucky dived back in, fucking your pussy with his tongue. You reached back to hold your asscheeks open with each hand, desperate to have him go deeper into your hole. The glint from the diamond of your wedding ring caught his attention and he smirked into your cunt; the reminder that you were married only fuelled his arousal even more. 

“Fuck, baby,” he spoke into your cunt. “You really are sweet, ain’t ya? Taste fuckin’ incredible.” 

The filthy sounds of slurps and moans filled the room. Bucky was a starved beast, held back and pushed to the edge for too long and every little bit of anger and resentment that had built in his body from your husband’s treatment was taken out on you. 

It only boosted his ego when you grinded your cunt back against him too. His cock jumped with excitement with how fucking dirty you truly were. You had been locked up too, he remembered. Stuck holding back your true self for a shitty excuse of a man. 

Bucky grunted deeply before licking a wide stripe from your clit, slowly running through your pussy lips and reaching higher towards the puckered hole that twitched with anticipation. 

“Oh!” you exclaimed aloud in surprise. Bucky thought he may have gone too far, then. But once you relaxed and backed yourself into his tongue, he smiled wickedly. 

“You like that, filthy girl?” he laughed, darkly. “Should’ve known you’d be a little freak.” 

Bucky circled the tip of his tongue teasingly around your asshole, moaning at your eagerness when you tried to reach further back with your hands and drag him closer. 

“Don’t tease,” you gasped, out of breath. “Please, I want more. Gimmie more.” 

Almost immediately, Bucky complied, ripping your hands away with vigor to replace them with his. He spreaded your asscheeks wide and lapped at your tight hole. 

“Fuck yes—oh my god, James—yes!” 

The depravity was obscene and disgusting and Bucky absolutely loved it. Never had he been more turned on and he decided then and there that this wasn’t going to be a one and done deal. He wanted you to be his. 

A string of saliva connected Bucky’s mouth to your ass as he reluctantly backed away. The slick that had poured out of you smothered his chin and cheeks and Bucky happily licked his lips with a groan. “Baby, as much as I wanna keep eating your ass, I need to feel your pretty little cunt wrapped around my cock.” 

You whimpered while your pussy clenched with a need to be filled. Bucky watched your cute little hole flutter. “Put it in me,” you slurred. “Need your cock.” 

He wasted no time unfastening his jeans to pull them down enough until his dick bobbed out of its confines. Bucky caught you peeking your head around, trying to catch a glimpse of his cock, but he spanked your ass and bit his lip with amusement at your scream. “Not yet, baby. You’ll get a chance to see it when I fuck your throat later.” 

You squirmed impatiently, needy moans escaping you and Bucky couldn’t hold back any longer. Grabbing his cock, he began to push the fat head of his length inside you. 

A loud gasp tore from your throat and your pussy instantly tried to suck him in deeper. Your walls, tight and warm, hugged his dick like a vice. “You’re—oh my fucking god—how are you so big?” 

The smirk that donned Bucky’s face was lethal. He had you right where he wanted you. And yet his eye rolled back all the same, savouring the flutter of your tight hole around him. 

“This is all for you, baby,” he breathily whispered, bullying his way deeper into your pussy. “Get me so fuckin’ hard everytime I see you. Cookin’ in them pretty little dresses. Just wanna lift your skirt up and fuck you wherever I want.” 

Your moans both fell into sync as Bucky finally slid his cock all the way to the hilt. You couldn’t stop squirming and it drove him crazy. 

“You need to move,” you begged in between pants. “Please, I can’t stay still.” 

Bucky licked his teeth with desire blazing through him. “Since you asked so nicely, Honey.” 

Without the decency to ease you into it, Bucky instantly set a brutal pace. He looked down, admiring the thick coating of your juices lathering his dick and he willed himself not to blow his load so fast. He tightly closed his eyes, adjusted his stance and began to fuck you. 

You were quick to grab ahold of whatever you could, scrambling for purchase within the sheets,  but you were useless to try to stop how your head buried into the bed. The force of Bucky’s thrusts were too violent and so you surrendered to what was inevitable, letting yourself drool over the cotton.

“Bu—CKY!” your cry of surprise when he lifted his foot onto the bed, allowing him a better angle to fuck you, was music to his ears. 

“What’s’a matter, baby?” Bucky mocked. “Thought you were a big girl, huh? Can’t handle me?” 

Your reply was instant. “I can! I can, I promise, I promise!” 

“Then shut the fuck up and take it.” 

Bucky didn’t know where to look, he was spoilt for choice. To watch your eyes roll back in ecstasy? To concentrate on the shlick shlick of your soaked cunt? Ultimately, his eyes were glued to the jiggle of your ass, his hands soon following as though he was hypnotised. How it so perfectly met his hips without a falt in rhythm.

“Fuck me—this ass is heaven, baby. You been hiding it from me all this time?” 

There was no answer this time, at least not a coherent one. Bucky was instead graced with your constant squeaks and groans — a woman too invested in a physical gratification she had so sadly been starved of. 

Bucky chuckled. “Ain’t gotta answer, Honey. The sounds comin’ outta that mouth are keeping my dick happy enough.” 

He almost forgot the end goal of his proposition in the midst of the delectable feel of your cunt. With a sudden bolt of clarification as he felt a vibration against his leg, Bucky kept one hand on your hip while he reached for his phone in his pocket with the other. Keeping up the pace of his thrusts, you were clueless as he unlocked it and opened the camera app. 

“Now, Honey, I want you to really scream my name, okay? Wanna hear how good I’m makin’ you feel. Can you do that for me?”

“Uh-huh.” You nodded, dumbly. “C-Can do that for you, James.” 

He grinned wickedly and threw his head back. “Just like that. Good fuckin’ girl.” Looking back down at you through the phone screen, he hovered his finger over the record button and brought his other hand down hard on your ass. “Go on then, baby. Put on a show for me.”

If Bucky thought you were a fucking treat before, his mind was blown once you began to take the reigns of your own pleasure. Bucky hardly had to move and you still plunged yourself onto his cock with an unmatched enthusiasm to anyone else he had fucked. He could hardly keep his hand that held the phone up from shaking. The combined sounds coming from the both of you were insane. 

None of his wet dreams could compare to his reality. “You—shit—you’re killing me, Honey.” 

You must not have heard him because you decided to torture him even more by arching your back just that little bit further. 

Bucky thought he was a goner, soon to approach his end. But he couldn’t let that happen. He was far from done with you yet. 

Propping one foot up onto the bed for better leverage, he gathered his restraint and began to drive forward once more. He felt high. 

“That husband of yours ever fuck you like this, huh?” Bucky demanded. “Can he make you leak all over his dick like a fuckin’ slut?”

You violently shook your head from side to side, like the thought of your husband left a sour taste in your mouth you wanted to get rid of. “Nuh-uh,” you whimpered, popping your ass up even more to take as much as you could. “O-Only you.” 

“Tell him, baby.” Bucky noticed too late that he had slipped up, too gone off the feel of your cunt wrapped snug around his dick. But you hadn’t seemed to realise his mistake either and the thought that you were too much of a wreck from his cock to comprehend who he was talking about made him even harder. “Let him know who’s balls deep in your tight, slutty pussy.” 

“Oh, fuck—please, please—you, James, it’s you.  Please, it’s you!” 

“Atta girl,” he cooed, hoarsely. “Look at the fuckin’ mess you’re makin’ on me.”

Bucky reached down to where the two of you were connected with his free hand, sweeping the copious amount of your slick gathered in a ring around the bottom of his cock. “Here.” He leant forward, one palm up towards you with his phone still in his other hand out of your view. “Open your mouth, pretty mama.” 

You slightly turned your head with your tongue sticking out wide and eagerly sucked the juices off his hand with a long moan. 

Managing to get all of it on camera, Bucky watched as you licked between his fingers, not wasting a drop. “Holy fuck,” he grunted deeply. “You’ll really do anything I say, won’t you?” 

You bobbed your head up and down, eventually letting his fingers go, clean as a whistle. 

“What a fuckin’ filthy whore. You’re perfect for me.” 

You backed yourself onto Bucky’s cock, meeting his thrusts perfectly while the meat of your ass clapped against his toned waist. “You’re a needy little thing, ain’t you baby?” 

“Anythin’ you want,” you slurred. “Can be whatever you need.” 

“Poor mommy hasn’t been treated this good in a long time I can tell.” Bucky gripped your ass harshly with his hand, jiggling the flesh for his own satisfaction. “Women like you, need putting in their place on a daily basis. Need a good fuckin’ to keep them happy.” 

“Yes!” you agreed, firmly. “Mommy needs to be fucked like this all the time.” 

Unbelievable. Bucky didn’t even have to try to add salt into the wound. He couldn’t help the continuous conspicuous messages that he could easily pass off to you. “This is what happens when you don’t take care of your wife.���

Harsh slaps echoed in your bedroom. The two of you could only share the raw sounds that left your mouths in your haze of the thrill as the string between you pulled tighter and tighter. 

“I’m—so—close,” you murmured with all your depleted energy. 

Bucky didn’t need the confirmation when he could feel the rapid pulses of your walls that squeezed him. He knew your orgasm was clutching at its straws and he was so close himself. The blood from his head had long since made its way to his dick and his composure was swiftly deflating. 

“Want that cum,” he garbled as his mouth hung open. “I’ve been such a good boy, mommy. Give it to me, please.”

You whined loudly, like a dog in heat. But your voices became lost on each other. That didn’t stop Bucky from losing his inhibitions out loud.  

Thrust. “I’ve been such,” thrust. “A good,” thrust. “Boy.” 

The wound up ball of tension in your lower stomach exploded in a series of screams and violent shivering that overtook your whole nervous system and the very sensation brought Bucky to his defeat. 

The muscles in his legs failed him as they turned to jelly. Bucky let out the sluttiest moan he’s ever experienced in his life and all but collapsed onto your sweat slicked body. He could feel his cock shooting a constant stream of cum into your cunt with seemingly no end in sight. 

“Fuck,” he whimpered into your ear. Slowly, his conscience came back to life and the flow of his load finally came to a stop. 

The two of you laid still, only the heavy panting serving to fill the silence. After a couple of minutes, Bucky kissed your shoulder blade, before lifting himself up. He gathered the strength to gently retrieve his length from your hole that still strangled him. 

Bucky was reminded of the phone that was still recording in his hand and he quickly made sure to get the winning money shot of his load dripping out of your pulsing hole while he wholly detached himself from you. 

He was only human to push his finger into your cunt, he thought, letting himself gather himself on his own fingers. 

Flipping the camera around to himself, Bucky put his coated finger in his mouth, sucking your combined juices and humming and letting it go with a pop. He laughed, out of breath, his red cheeks and mussed hair only adding to the depravity of the video. “Y’know some people should really keep an eye on their wives. You never know what they’re up to in their spare time. Ain’t that right, Honey?” 

Bucky knew you were out of it — he watched on while you buried your head in the sheets, rubbing your thighs together as aftershocks made your body twitch. Your needy, high pitched keens bounced off the walls. “Wan’ more of your cock, James—please—need you to fuck me again.” 

He licked his lips in delight, the sight of your ass wiggling with his cum leaking out of you and your unprompted addition to the recording filling him with glee. 

“Well,” he sighed, turning back to the camera and shrugging with no remorse. “You heard the wife. Duty calls.” With a cocky wink, he ended the recording with a final farewell. “See you in class, Professor.”  

Bucky exited his camera app and quickly brought up his emails, scouring through to a saved draft and attaching the video link. After pressing send, he shut off his phone, making sure any future notifications would be silenced before throwing it to the ground with a careless thump. 

“Baby,” you whimpered, looking behind you to search for him. “What are you doing? I said I wanna be fucked again.” 

Undressing the rest of his clothes, Bucky stalked towards you, kneeling onto the bed and effortlessly flipping you over to kiss you deeply to share your combined tastes. “Don’t worry, mommy,” he breathed into your mouth. “I’ll take care of you now.” 

Meanwhile at his college, a new email popped up on Dr Parker’s computer screen, shrouding the dark office with a white glow in the late night. With an exhausted huff, he looked up from grading papers — all of them marked with a C or lower — and squinted his eyes at the bright screen. 

New Email from James Buchanan Barnes

He rolled his eyes with a sigh. The name was familiar as he thought back to the day the kid almost cried in his office, complaining about his poorly-graded assignment and his GPA; Dr Parker had gossiped with Professor Stark in his department on his dinner break, recounting the annoying way this particular student had whined like a baby. Though he couldn’t quite remember how James looked, unable to place him among the hundreds of pupils he taught.

Amused curiosity ran through him, wondering what his student had to moan about this time and so with a sadistic smirk, he clicked on the link, waiting until his message came up. 

Though that smirk was quickly replaced with a frown when the email finally loaded with an attachment. 

They say revenge is a dish best served cold. But I like mine warm, tight and sweet.

Just like Honey. 

[3cremepie3]

Twisted confession pt 1.

Twisted wonderland text fic 16+ idia x reader

Warnings- cuss words, flirting, suicide (joking way), offensive joking

A/n - I’m new to twisted wonderland sorry if this is non-cannon. But Idia is comfortable with the reader keep that in mind.

Idia 🔥

Idia - Y/n… 🫣

Y/n - Yes Idia?

Idia - I got your letter that shocked me /gen

Y/n - letter?!

Y/n - don’t tell me… 😵‍💫

Idia - Yeah your kitty handed it to me

Idia - He’s so cute I wanted to pet him so badly but he burned me 🥹 *deleted text*

Y/n - I saw that before you deleted it, you sly man! 😏

Y/n - Anyways he wasn’t supposed to hand that to you! You were supposed to get the essay we worked on. 😳

Idia - oh it not meant for me then. BRB gonna go cry under the covers 😟.

Y/n - No idia!

Y/n- it was meant for you… I was just too scared to bring it. Especially in magical history class I know you would hate the attention from all our classmates.

Idia - Yay then I don’t gotta Kms anymore!

Y/n - wait what?! 😦

Idia - I was jk.

Y/n - Okay then 😰

Idia - at least someone is worried about me. Orthro is busy updating and even I king of no social interaction ever needs to talk to someone.

Y/n - none of your gamer friends are online? Or are you just making excuses to talk to me? 🤭

Idia - They're all begging me to get on but you’re more important.

Y/n - aww stop I’m gonna blush ☺️

Idia - I would like to see that

Y/n - wanna FaceTime?

Idia - sure give me a minute

A/n - He definitely tried his best to clean his mess of a room aka stuffing everything in his closet. Then he fixed himself up brushing through his tangled hair.

Y/n - Idia it’s been 20 minutes. You said it would take 1 😡!

Idia - sorry you can call me now

Call accepted ✔️

“Idia why is it pitch black I can’t see a thing,” you asked. “Wait I gotta take the tape off my camera.” It's still black Idia,” you scoffed. “Let’s me turn on my lights then.” You heard him hiss as the lights turned on.

“When’s the last time you went outside Idia.” I haven’t since Friday.” So it’s been 2 whole days?” Yup, that’s pretty normal for me,” he stated. “I’m fine here in my room don’t worry.”

“No, I'm worrying Idia you need to get out and touch some grass.” Take a shower do something.” I’ll only touch one thing and it’s not grass,” he smirked. “You better not say me,” you blushed. “Nope, I was gonna say DEEZ NUTZ!” He let out a loud cackle at his joke.

He stopped laughing after realizing your reaction. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help it, dude!” I’m about to hang up Idia!” No don’t leave me Y/n,” he whined. “Fine, I’ll stay only cause you begged me.”

“That was so corny.” You rolled your eyes. “It’s was Y/n but seriously can’t we meet up it’s not like your hours away.” Your right want to meet in the courtyard?” The courtyard,” he gasped?!

“No there are way too many people!” Then how about the hall of mirrors?” Not that place either I always get a strange feeling someone is behind me. Then I turn around and there was no one there.”

“Stop that’s so scary,” you shivered. “Kidding,” he laughed. “Good I go there all the time I don’t need any more ghosts around me,” you sighed. “We’ll I'm okay with meeting there in like 10 y/n if I see another human then I’m out” Okay see you in 10 Idia!

10 minutes later

“Idia!” You rushed towards him your arms out for a hug. But he stepped away at the last second causing you to plop on the ground. “Owwie,” you winced. “Sorry.” He helped you back up. “It’s just I’ve never hugged a person I li-liked before.” I'm scared.” He spoke while backing away from you.

“We’ll there’s always time for something new.” Come on you need to touch something other than that keyboard.” And you need to hug something other than that body pillow.”

“How did you know I had a body pillow Y/n?!” I snuck into your room one night to collect a strand of your hair.” And you laid there hugging it as you slept.” I should’ve been in the place of that pillow!” I’m gonna burn it right in front of you.”

“No not my precious pillow.” Fine, I’ll hug you bring it in.” He held his arms out closing his eyes as you approached. You hugged him tightly lifting him a bit off your ground then snuggled your head into his chest. He melted into your warmness untensing his body.

“Maybe this is better than hugging my pillow.” You smell a lot better too.” Aww, thanks but when you go home you need to take a shower babe.” Fine ill touch some water,” he sighed.

[27emailsicantsend]

Season 3 Episode 5 Thoughts

I have to start out by saying that this episode had such a high impact on me that I literally was not able to write these notes until the next day… So yeah that should explain a lot about how great this episode was

Let’s start off with sassy Gina. I think it is so fantastic how much she is using little comments and remarks to get back to EJ. It reminds me a lot of the last episode and how he was making little side remarks against Ricky. It’s almost like her subconscious way of showing him what he was doing to Ricky when he was mad. She was going to lash back the same

CARLOS’ NAILS I LOVE SM

Ricky breaking the 4th wall again by making eye contact with the camera 😭 pls

Also why does it make so much sense that Carlos was literally the only person to pull off the drama stunt with the rest of the cast? Like he really understands what makes good tv and I love that for him

Also the writing in this episode was 😙👌🏻 it was funny, romantic, dramatic, confusing and fast and everything else. It kept you on your toes and felt engaging every step of the way. The writers REALLY stepped up their game this season and it’s making the season feel whole and complete. I think some other story lines could be slightly more fleshed out but with the time constraints they had it was still done well

Kourtney saying “RCOSL” and Carlos getting annoyed gives me the same vibe as London and Mosby with the “PRNDL”

The fact that Gina said she CANT improvise and then she was asked to improvise in WDYKAL tells me it might not have been improv at all. She wasn’t improvising, she was acting out in vengeance. Which remembered what happened last time she couldn’t improvise and acted out instead? Mr Elton John got a drink dumped on his head at the dance in S1

And I LOVE that there is a water dumping parallel when Gina gets “upset” at Kourtney over her lines and gets to throw it again

Tbh I feel like anyone in this fandom would be fine if Sofia threw water at them

EJ is here for the wrong reasons??? Remember why Carlos casts these? Because he felt like they matched people’s personalities. I think this is a big ole red flag for p*rtwell. He’s in Gina’s life- at camp- for the wrong reasons. Maybe it’s to hold onto his past, not go to school, whatever… but that tells us he shouldn’t be there loud and clear

Ricky “I can hit him fr” 😭😭 pls my guy no need to be so eager

Also it’s been pointed out a million and one times but RICKY SAID HE LOVES GINA IN A NOT SO SUBTLE WAY. Like NO HESITATION. The minute Carlos said Ricky was mad Ej took the girl he loves Ricky was like “oh right gina!!” And then had to come back from it because he realized how quick he responded 😭😭

“He stole her- or WOULD HAVE stolen her in a fake scenario” 🤪😳🫢

And the held a torch to her for YEARS?? Um hello this implies Ricky has had feelings since the beginning?? Which in many cases Ej and Nini saw in s1. Like the scene where they hugged or Ej asked if gina cared about Ricky. EJ knows the feelings have always been there

Ricky b*tch slapping EJ is EVERYTHING to me. I shouldn’t promote violence BUT

And then him saying that was his motivation and asking to slap him again I’m DEAD

FREAKING CARLOS PUSHING THE MADDOX AND JET IN LOVE AGENDA SIR YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHY ITS SO WRONG

Also him doing labor breathing to calm down 😭 call the police

A parallel I just realized: when Kourtney and Carlos asked Gina and Ricky a question all they needed was one question to come completely clean about how they felt and what was stressing them. It’s interesting they responded the same way to their friends

“A big bouncy butt” who wrote these lyrics?? I just wanna talk

Like this whole episode was peak comedy but Channing and Carlos had me ROLLING the entire time. So so good 😂😂

Maddox’s squeal when she fake cries 😭 and then Carlos “IVE BEEN SLAPPED 😦” GOLD

When Gina and Ricky are talking backstage by Carlos you hear Gina do this little flirty “yeahhh 😏” and it’s very much giving the same vibes as them in the woods

Did anyone else notice that Ricky has the EXACT same look on his face when Carlos says, “remember you still have unresolved feelings for Gina” as when she brings up the chocolates?? (Yes I’m a chocolate truther sue me)

How does 10 to 1 mean peeing in Hollywood? 😗 am I missing something?

The evil look gina has when Carlos tells her to have fun torturing EJ 😭

AND THE SVEN COSTUME I CANT EVEN LOOK AT IT ITS SO FUNNY

Like literally I could use EJ in that costume as a reaction meme for SO MANY THINGS

Timberlina knew what he was doing with that costume and it was evil 😭

Ricky’s soft “hey buddy” ☺️ and EJ’s face 🥺 THIS EPISODE IS GOLD I TELL YOU

I AM AT WDYKAL NO ONE LOOK AT ME NO ONE PERCEIVE ME NO ONE MOVE

The way Ricky says in the song you don’t know his name?????? And then we find out Gina doesn’t actually know EJ’s name???? The Hans agenda are you kidding me?????

When Gina took his hat??

Or what about when she touched his neck??

WHEN THEY HOLD SILENT EYE CONTACT MULTIPLE TIMES ARE YOU KIDDING ME THE LOVE IS LITERALLY TANGIBLE IT HURTS. THE VERY END LITERALLY LEAVES ME BREATHLESS

Or how about the fact that Ricky dips her AFTER the little streamer shutters close and EJ can’t see what’s happening?

Or the slow touching moments

LETS NOT FORGET RIGHT AT THE END THAT IT LOOKS LIKE MR BOWEN IS ABOUT TO HOLD HER HAND AGAIN AND WHO HOLDS SOMEONE ELSES HAND AT THE END OF BREAKING FREE??? TROY TO GABRIELLA

And every person who has made the lights comparison is so so right and for what

Gina throwing Ricky around as a rag doll with no remorse and him enjoying it is EVERYTHING to me

ALSO DONT FORGET THIS WAS ALL SUPPOSED TO BE IMPROVISED. THEY DID THIS ON THEIR OWN, NO DIRECTION, JUST THEIR OWN NATURAL INCLINATIONS. JUST LET THAT SINK IN

The vocals, the choreo, the other actors reactions, the CHEMISTRY… everything about this song is literally so good. And it all built up to this??? Like it’s not out of nowhere but years of waiting and build up and at the end the tension is so high it literally causes Gina to run out of fear because she doesn’t know what else to do but panic???? Like hello???!!!

If you’re not on the Bird app or if you haven’t gotten a chance to listen to their vocals isolated please do it. It is so worth your time

This song really truly deserves every praise it’s received and will continue to receive. Timberly and the others really outdid themselves this episode and for what

(For rina, that’s what… this is what happens when the shows producer has a blatant favorite couple… sorry not sorry p*rtwell and r*ni duets don’t hold a candle to this one)

Did I just rewind it so I can watch it again before finishing the episode? Maybe. Don’t stop me.

Me talking about Rina: don’t get me started

“Heart wrenching honestly” 🥺🥺🥺 that really was so hard for him and you could see it the whole time in his performance he just wants to love Gina so badly ughhhhh

Ricky even apologized for being too intense? Like he knew he went full throttle in that performance because it probably was the only time he was allowed to without EJ saying something. I’m sure he took that opportunity and ran with it… no matter how painful

RICKY JUST SAY WHAT YOU FEEL WE’RE ALL BEGGING 😭😭

Also those were heart eyes if I’ve EVER seen them holy crap

I actually have a lot more I want to say on this scene but I want to make a separate post about it

THE PARALLEL SCENE OF THEM WALKING IN A ROOM IT ALL HURTS SO MUCH

this scene was so much because everything comes out in different ways and to have that many reveals in one sitting can be not overwhelming for the characters but the audience watching as well

Not Maddox just calling Ashlyn out like that 😭 but also she never denied it… so??? 😳🏳️‍🌈

I don’t know if this was supposed to be taken as a funny thing or not… But I find it really interesting that Ricky needed to lay down when Jet and Maddox were yelling so much of each other? It seemed like he was almost having some flashbacks to things that made him upset and his anxiety started to heighten reliving that trauma over again? Because not only did his parents fight like this but he also fought with Nini like this… it just seems like a trauma response for him to literally shut down so I’m not surprised he felt the need to lay down during all of that

But also on a lighter note it’s so funny how the kids are all yelling and everything is serious and then Carlos gets completely caught up on EJ not being Eric Junior and Ricky missing everything to yell about Maddox and jet being siblings completely out of context help 😭😭

And ok I’m not going to go TOO in on this because it’s been discussed a lot but there has been a lot of discussion around Ricky having regression (which is not true at all… look at other posts about this to get more context), but isn’t it interesting that Gina says OUTLOUD, “this is what the old Ej would do”. She is literally pointing out that him not being honest and hiding himself is a form of him regressing as a character. I’m really interested to see how the writers bring him out of this

I saw someone post about Ricky saying when you can’t find the words you just sing instead might be him hinting at singing Kristoffs lullaby and I LOVE THIS SM. But also I can’t tell what I would love more? If he is singing this off in a distance and pining at Gina or singing it to her 😭 both would be beautiful tbh

RICKY HAS A CRUSH ON GINA I STILL CANT BELIEVE THIS IS CANON ON SCREEN OUT LOUD ITS-

But also when he puts his head in his hands after getting caught speaking outloud. Like boy knows he done messed up. I am REALLY curious what they’re doing with that footage. Either Gina will see it on purpose, on accident, or it’ll get deleted but she’ll still find out anyway through word of mouth and I don’t care how but I love that somehow Ricky is gonna get CAUGHT

You can see he is trying SO HARD to avoid his feelings being known and he literally can’t. I think this is where the line from Val earlier about not being able to hide your love and it comes out in other ways comes in. He literally cannot keep others from seeing it and finding out which is frustrating him beyond belief. Enough people are seeing, noticing, saying things though that at this point… I’m sorry buddy there is nothing that can be hidden

Why does jet singing in that jacket at the piano remind me of the Gorilla from SING 😂😂😂

Bu that aside lmao I love this song. It’s implications with the kids around him and him looking with admiration at younger Maddox says a lot about their relationship. He just wants what is best for her through his actions and it showed so poorly. He feels so much regret even though he wanted to do everything right. Just a lot of misunderstanding and heart ache which I think sums up a lot of the relationships in this season as well

Ok who tf is EJ calling? I think it’s easy to assume it’s his dad but I don’t know that that is actually who he is calling and why? Is it to leave? Create more drama? Heal something that he feels or needs to be healed? I’m just very curious about who might be coming

[shotorozu]

Hello! so,, i just had a breakup with my boyfriend pfft- and uh, i would love to have my boys comforting me^^ so can i request maybe Todoroki, Bakugou, and Denki comforting the reader after her break up? Maybe she was so busy moping and drowning in her feels that she starts failing class or something?

Oh and- Hope your day goes well since it ain't for me lmao, much love for you and your talent!💕💓

breakup comfort

character(s) : todoroki shouto, bakugou katsuki, kaminari denki

legend : [Y/N = your name] female! reader at the request of anon, you have a strong quirk details are not specific

headcanon type : hurt-comfort, fluff

note(s) : 😦 i’m so sorry for not writing this any sooner. i haven’t been in a relationship personally but i could tell that breakups suck :( idk if this was a platonic or romantic request, so i kind of mixed it up here and there (it’ll make sense soon.)

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todoroki shouto

observant is todoroki’s middle name— because he immediately notices that you’ve been a lot quieter than usual

and you’ve been spending time in your room a lot more than what’s normal (to you anyway)

it doesn’t matter if you’re extroverted or introverted, because he’ll just notice regardless

and what more, when you’ve been a little behind on practice exercises, and when you started zoning out

so todoroki— being naturally concerned, will be the first one to reach out to you after school hours

he’ll encourage you to be open to him about anything because ‘that’s why i’m here, right?’

and then when you reveal that you were freshly out of a breakup, it all made sense to him. he wishes he knew sooner

“i’m sorry that it went that way, Y/N.”

he’ll allow you to cry if you need to, resting a cool hand on your back in a comforting way (it’s a little awkward at first, but he’ll adapt quickly)

but if you don’t want to cry or if you don’t have the need to— he’ll offer you some soba, or a cup of water if you need it

or literally any kind of snack you need— just take whatever you need that’ll make you feel better. he has the cash

he’ll pull up with his laptop, and he’ll play your comfort movie :))

he might even try to tell you a joke he saw online, or a random fact he saw in a youtube video he’s trying, okay?

if you want to tell him the details too, he’ll be listening the entire time— and without saying much (unless you want his input)

he’ll advice you on what’s the best thing you should do— like,, if you decide to get closure in the future, he’d be supportive of that

but if you wanna forget about your ex, he’ll immediately help you get rid of things from the relationship. no questions asked

todoroki has never been used to comforting people (it’s not like his father taught him how to anyway) but i’d say he does a splendid job

bakugou katsuki

at first, he doesn’t notice and it looks like he doesn’t really care until he came looking for you— only to realize that you weren’t around, because you were in your dorm crying

he wasn’t so sure on why you’ve been acting odd lately, but it’s pretty bold of you— to think that you could hide it from him.

again, it doesn’t matter if you’re introverted or extroverted— because he’ll still come marching towards your way, fuming with anger but also quite nervous

“what’s up with you?” he practically demands, after a very unsuccessful training session, he dragged you out to practice with him

but you basically laid there, staring at who knows what. and don’t try denying it! he knows you a little too well.

so that’s when you tell him, tearing up as you recall the breakup that happened a day ago.

bakugou’s furious because what the hell?? he has to be an idiot to break up with you— and second of all, you’re crying over an extra like him?

i headcanon that if bakugou doesn’t like your s/o’s energy, he won’t bother on hiding it 💀

he’s struggling hard on not bursting into anger, but he chooses to sit right next to you— and roughly pats your head

he speaks after a while— “c’mon idiot, let’s go somewhere else.” pulling your arm upwards, because y’all need to go somewhere else

bakugou is dog water at kind words, so he will be silent the entire time. but! he will start doing things for you

first, he’ll make ask you to tell him how the breakup went, doesn’t matter if you cry or not— because he wants you to vent

and then, he’ll go around and box all of the things that reminded you of your ex

after you’ve calmed down— he’ll ask you why you guys broke up and why it took you so long and it doesn’t have to be very detailed

bakugou won’t give advice, he really won’t because he’s glad you’re done with him. “please, this guy? did you really want to spend your entire life with him? he’s an ugly extra anyway.” 🙄

he’ll get serious though, like,, if you need closure, he’ll definitely be opposed to the idea of talking to him but! he will be right by your side during the entire encounter

just don’t be surprised if your ex gets admitted to a hospital— it’s what bakugou wanted to do since the very beginning.

kaminari denki

he was slow at first 😭 i’m sorry

he was pretty tone deaf at first, asking about and talking about your ex wasn’t the move 😐 he doesn’t know so.. you can’t be mad at him

you’ve also had this really delayed response which was starting to get concerning— but he didn’t think too much because kaminari also has those moments

eventually, he’ll start becoming worried at your silence. you always spoke to him with the same energy introverted or not

so when you start crying when he asked you what was wrong, he panicked

“no no no don’t cry!” he’ll apologize, running around for a tissue to wipe your tears

he’ll hug you, not caring about the way his shirt is getting soaked with your tears, and he can only think about what could be the reason behind your tears and sadness :((

after you’ve calmed down, he’ll try to make the situation better by buying loads of snacks, and he’d tell you jokes he thought of in the moment.

he might even try short circuit just to make you laugh, but i don’t advise it

his main concern is not on what happened to you, but it’s rather on making you feel better!

so if you don’t want to tell him the context, he’s perfectly fine with that

but if you tell him the details of it all, he’ll be a little concerned for your ex because “first of all, is he dumb? 🤨 what a clown lol.”

and he’ll try to make you feel better by making you imagine weird shit they could do that could turn into icks

“imagine him as noah centineo in the 3rd movie of to all the boys i loved before.”

it.. helps?

regarding with wanting closure, he’s up to whatever you choose. wanna forget him? sure! want closure? sure! just don’t get back together with him

because y’all are exes for a reason

with advice, i wouldn’t say to rely on denki for that— because he had his fair share of troubles with his love life

but he does the perfect job of cheering you up, and making you laugh! practically making you forget about your worries.

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[sideblogformindtrash]

I loved the Miles and Sweet Pea crossover so, so much! It’s so lovely to see a protective Sweet Pea, and see how conflicted he is when he realizes Miles is also expensive, even though he wasn’t a “career” pet.

I love protective Sweet Pea so much. It’s like he’s blossoming when given a purpose. And Miles deserves all of the love and affection.

In my mind, Sweet Pea then tells Orfeu what’s going on, and Orfeu takes matters into his own hands.

I loved when Sweet Pea thought Miles was “almost as bad as Blue.” That made me smile. I would love to read a Miles and Blue crossover.

Blue is my favorite of all your OCs. Blue and BB have been through so much and I just want them to feel love and security. The moments when Blue does something that’s normal to them but reminds the reader how fucked the situation is… those hit hard, you know? Like when Blue thinks they have to pay in toes, asking how much toes are worth, and then rattles off a VPN sponsorship script without a second thought. I literally made the 🥺😦 faces as I read that.

There is a blue x miles crossover :D it's on mazeish log

Also thank you. I'm glad you appreciate the little details about blue. There is a lot of little things i try to include for all of them.

The Collab was really fun to do. It was good to write Sweet Pea bonding with someone, and admitting that he actually does care.

Comments like this really make me go 🥺🥺🥺🥺💕💕💕💕

[chilling-seavey]

July 29-30, 2021:

I bought a video chat m&g with daniel and i wasn’t shy and when he asked how i was i said my little “im better now that i can see your cute face” and he got all blushy and then i was like “tell me about yourself…bc its weird that im supposedly know you but im literally a stranger so tell me stuff…life story…favourite colour…deepest fears…talk to me” and we literally just went back and forth and talked about everything from favourite foods to school and family to goals and I told him about wanting to publish a novel and he asked to hear the first paragraph of one so i read him the first paragraph of pss and he was just laid out on his couch listening so intently and I eventually just slouched over my desk and we didn’t even realize the 10 min m&g turned into a few hours until the sun set in my window behind me and he was like “shit!! I just ghosted everyone else waiting for their m&g” and i was “omg ok you should go” and he was like “nono i can reschedule them. what’s your instagram?” and i was like “I don’t have a fan act” and he was all “that’s fine” and i said “but i’ll only give it to you if you promise we’re gonna chat” and he was like “okay bet” and he added me and opened up messages and i got all embarrassed bc he could now see all my out of pocket dms and i had him look at my fourth of july pick up line and he laughed so hard and idk we just chatted for hours and it was so chill and so nice

I think i said smthn too like “if this video program mirrors my image im so sorry you have to look at me because i look fucky when mirrored…shoot am i allowed to swear on this??” and he was like “aha yeah swear all you want…and no you don’t look fucky why would you say that” and i was like “sorry I speak truths” and he gave me a look like disbelieving. And smthn else led into me talking about boys never liking me and he was all “well fuck them theyre missing out” and i was like literally shut up kiss me ok i didn’t say that but i should have

And i told him about christians merch and he was like 😦ive seen him wear that around…you made that?? and i was like oh pff yeah chris and i are basically besties

[not-your-damsel]

I’m not the least upset at your message length! As a matter of fact, I was trying to not be so loud while I was agreeing and stuffing my face with some Ube Loaf for breakfast🤣

Firstly, it’s pretty fuckin’ hilarious how you mentioned having like a 3 day brain bust when you found out YY’s a female, BECAUSE I WAS IN SUCH DENIAL, HOLY SHIT!!! Little story, about how I even came across her, ok? I was on SoundCloud listening to Studio Ghibli music and had fallen asleep to someone’s cover of the My Neighbor Totoro soundtrack cause it’s one of my favorite Miyazaki/Ghibli movies. Bear in mind that I had earbuds in as well. I guess at some point, through the auto play function, it morphed from Studio Ghibli to anime to YY, I’m guessing here because I just can’t see how it would jump from sweet little SG to YY like that 👏🏽! I’m slowly but surely starting to wake up to the sounds of a man moaning and groaning in my apartment and in my sleepy mess of a mind, I’m starting to “realize” that there’s a man in my apartment that’s broken in to hurt me or something!! False alarm, it was just a Bakugou audio of him absolutely domming the hell out of my ears. This was me:

😱😳🤭😧😦😯😲😮🤯😵😵‍💫🥴 can I hear that again?

Funny thing was, I had had seen MHA on Adult Swim a few times but in no particular order and certainly not enough to know their names off the bat at the time. So I didn’t realize that was blonde explosive guy from the show in that first ever audio, and I also never knew audios like that even existed, but boy was my ass blessed that night after my sheer fright wore off lmao! I was in love with that voice and holy shit, I already knew that I had a voice kink so that audio didn’t help me one bit. It was also accompanied by music that version and I’m not ashamed to say that I wore that track out. I wanted to know more about the artist and find out if he had more audios out there or was on any other platforms and boom, I find out he’s actually a she. I didn’t touch an audio for almost 3 days. Almost lol. I was having a whole life assessment as I’m sure you were too, and I was like no way. Nooo waaaayyy, I feel awkward now! But then I heard my first Shinsou audio from her and I was like, “If I’m going to hell for simping this hard, I’m going to hell happy with Shinsou’s voice in my ears, damn it!” Let’s face it, Kel, Cece has spoiled us SO MUCH, that no other person, be they male, female, or non binary, no other person who does that same type of work will do. I’m now VERY picky with who I listen to and even then, I end up just going right back to Cece. Because you’re right, she sounds more like Bakugou than Clifford, she sounds more like Izuku than Justin!! Hell, I thought it was them once I heard their voices in-show again and before learning she’s a she! My girl crush in her lies in the fact that she’s doing something I can’t ever do. Even if it’s done with some vocal changing aids, because her natural voice is actually quite beautiful. Really reminds me of old movie starlets of the day that had a smokey lounge voice. So damn dope!!! 😩 I love that your son loves her too because even her SFW stuff is really good to hear as well!

Kel, bby, omg where the fuck is your Nobel peace prize for the truth you’ve just testified to?

Oop! Here we go

🥇🎉

In all seriousness, I’m so sorry you had to go through that bullshit. And it’s always assholes on anonymous. I haven’t had anyone telling me to off myself, but I honestly feel like it’s only a matter of time. Just some juvenile silly shit I actually called out when it happened. They didn’t even put it as an ask, they messaged me and I wasn’t having ANY of it. There’s absolutely an ageist problem on here, with some in this fandom for sure and while my interactions on here amongst others who are also in this fandom have been nothing short of wonderful, there are a few gatekeepers who feel the need to police to the max and it’s… just shut the fuck up.

I want to draw a parallel here. There’s people out there that have a con/non-con kink. However, that doesn’t mean that those people WANT to go out and actively get SA by some rando nut case. Just as you said, when you picture Bakugou, you picture him as this 30+ Dilf doing all these manly/fatherly things that can strike grown ass women as utterly sexy. That’s how I feel when I see Shinsou. Oh God, help me with that man, Jeeeezusssss. Give me his babies, I want to have them all 🤱🏽. Wreck👏🏽 my👏🏽 ovaries👏🏽 please👏🏽, daddy! 💅🏽 But it’s the thoughts of him doing these adult man shit, not some 16 year old kid bullshit. Hell, even dating irl, 25/26 years old is still too young to me now that I’m just about to hit my mid 30’s! I have to say you’re luckier in that there’s a lot more artwork out there of Katsuki as an adult, but it can be slim pickins’ to find some really nice Toshi art of him as an adult.

Thoughts of him being thick with muscle, scruffy facial hair ugh 🥴, maybe slightly graying a bit, I love the men’s vitamins bit you said, so I agree that Toshi would as well, him having some super healthy breakfast while he reads the Tokyo morning paper (he prefers it over digital news), his coffee strong as hell and then coming to you to hug you tightly, smothering you with kisses which is a tradition because his work is dangerous! 🖐🏽😫 PLEASE, I love him so much and don’t even get me started on Keigo. I also have a strong feeling that the person who started shit with me over my writing was shocked because I truly don’t look my age. The last time someone guessed my age to my face thought I was 19. I look kiddish, I’m a short stack, I tend to be lured by cute shit so, I know it throws people off but it’s not intentional (hell, if I could be taller I would lmao).

I’m so sorry you had to go through that silly shit, people just spewing disgusting, hateful garbage. But you know what? I’m so happy you stayed around, that you know your truth, and that’s what’s important. “Write for you first and foremost and then worry about the audience later” ~ Stephen King

It took me a long time to realize that and accept it. I will have my off days, but I try to do it for me first and foremost and then polishing up for whoever will read it. I been writing fanfic since I was a teenager, fangirling over *N’Sync!!! 🥲🙃

I’m also glad you stayed because then I never would’ve met you 😌 and I’m so happy to have been able to meet you 💞

Came bc of @simpforsadboismain. Stayed bc of the mention of Yagami Yato! 😍😍😍

#CeCe is Bae

Omg, I was about to pass out for the nig- er, morning, but not only have you made my night as well for sticking around because of the wonderful @simpforsadboismain shouting me out, and you’re also a Yagami Yato fan and…

🎉YOU’RE MY 100th FOLLOWER!!!!🎉

Officially, thank you so much!!!! I actually made a Bakugou fic for this year’s birthday bash event, which is what I believe you’re alluding to! But on this blog and in my apartment, we respect Cece and the hard work she puts in and we ignore the folks who have nothing better to do than sit around and slander her especially when they don’t know the whole story. And we don’t pay attention to the folks who give her shit over who she pairs for a poly audio. We just don’t do it here 😤

Sweetie, thank you so much for the follow and I actually am looking forward to reading some of your fics as well. But I have to do that later because I’m exhausted and it’s now 2:20am on my side of the US and my bed looks so good right now. I may not have much to read, but I do hope you enjoy what you find and look forward to what’s yet to come: a giant choose your BNHA man route/type deal I’m still expanding upon. Take care and be safe and well, dearest & thank you so much once again! 🤍🤍🤍