#couple of brazilians already contacted me

[indestinatus]

btw now that there are new people on the tiva fandom in here if you want tutorials about anything that I can share let me know 🫡

[luvneymar]

MOMMY SENSES — NEYMAR JR

— SUMMARY: You wake up to Neymar trying to get some sex but you’re sure that your son is awake.

PARING: fiancé!neymar x fiancée!reader

CONTENT: slightly suggestive ;), neymar had a stupid hard on, Davi is a professional pussyblocker lol

NOTE: I recently watched a show with this scenario & thought it was so cuté 🤭 enjoy! as always this is suited for all types of races, body types & ethnicities!

The feeling of the warm Brazilian sun washed over your peaceful sleeping body which laid next to her awake fiancé, who’s body was draped over your own, head in the crook of your neck & arms wrapped around your waist.

The smell of vanilla perfume crowded his nose as he pulled her sleeping body closer to his shivering in pleasure at the feeling of your plush ass engulfing his hard-on. Just the feeling of being close & intimate with the one he loves the most was an unmatched feeling.

The wind softly blew through the open window, the scent of washed up overnight rain & dewy grass washed over the couple. Bored of watching his fiancée sleep peacefully he decided to kiss down her neck all the way to her collarbone.

“Anjo? Wake up, please?” He pleaded with his sleeping beauty in-between kisses that travelled down her warm back lips making contact will all of the moles decorating her delicate body.

With him pleading in you ear so gently, you couldn’t stay asleep as she slowly woke up moving her hand that rested on the warm silk pillow to her fiancés that rested on her upper arm.

As your warm palm rested on his, the feeling of your diamond ring brushing up against his made you smile softly, if this was the way you were going to wake up everyday for the rest of your life, you was definitely weren’t complaining.

“Mmh?” You hummed out, not wanting to move an inch. The position you were in was just too comfortable to move from. Neymar continued to press kisses down your body rubbing his rough hands up & down your figure.

“Mornin’ my pretty lady.” He muttered into your ear, breath tickling your ear-lobe. You shivered at the feeling of his raspy morning voice all up in your ear.

“Good morning, how was your night?” Your turned Your body around slowly to face her fiancé who had a more than cheeky look on his face. You knew exactly why he did as his boner was the first thing you registered once you regained consciousness.

“Fantastic, I had an amazing dream.” He informed you as he kissing your forehead, Already you had an idea of what the dream was since you had more than a welcoming awakening pressed on your ass when you woke up

“Oh really? What was it about?”

“You. On-top of me. Doing less than appropriate things.” Neymar looked at you with a cheeky smile, before he even finished his sentence he flipped you onto your back mounting himself on-top of you.

“And those things were?” You question giggling at him as he buried his face into your neck kissing down your body. Once he reached your chest he unbutton your pyjamas shirt exposing your breasts.

“Very inappropriate, naughty things.” He whispered before diving his face into your chest clasping his lips around you sensitive nipple. You shivered at the feeling of his tongue swirl around your nipple & how his teeth would bite down on them just enough sting bordering pain & pleasure.

You arched your back body tingling in pleasure as you ran your hands through his locs pushing his head into your chest trying to chase more pleasure.

As you were drowning in pleasure you turned your head glancing at the angry red numbers on the alarm clock; 5:50am. Recently Davi has been walking up at the brink of dawn to sleep in your bed. “As much as I would love for you to show me, we can’t. Davi’s awake.”

Neymar groaned out in frustration but had no intentions of stopping as he muttered back pulling away from your breast just for a second, “It’s okay I’ll be quick.” He whispered, diving right back.

“No seriously! You don’t want our son to walk in on his parents having y’know, sex?” You whispered the last part as if Davi was in the room with you both.

“How can he awake? it’s 5:00am.” You smack his expose back getting him to finally pull away from your chest, as he rose from your breasts he had a slightly annoyed look on his face as he rolled over to lay beside you hand still resting on your breast squeezing it like some stress ball.

“I’m telling you, he’s awake.” You slapped his hand away from your boob & button up your shirt just enough for your girls to be inaccessible from Neymar’s grabby hands.

Neymar looked at you before sliding out of the bed walking towards the door, just before he could reach the door it swung open revealing non other than your son scratching his arm as he held onto his frog stuffy. “Hi daddy.”

Davi greeted his dad who stood there in disbelief as he made his way towards your bed plopping his body where Neymar was previously laying. “Hi mommy!” He greeted you snuggling under the covers.

“Told you.” You mouthed at Neymar who was still standing in the doorway in disbelief as to how you even knew he’d be awake at this time let alone come to your bedroom.

Neymar walked towards the bed joining the bed on your side sandwiching you between your son & your fiancé, you could hear the playful tension rising from Neymar’s side as he pulled your body towards him. “No daddy! Mommy’s mine!”

“I had her first you little squirt.” Davi gripped your shirt pulling you towards his side as he wrapped his arms around your arm squeezing as hard as he could. “That’s not fair daddy! She’s my mommy.”

“And she’s my wife.” He reminded his son as he pulled you towards his side once again copying his son as he wrapped his arms around your arm squeezing as hard as he could.

“Wife to be.” You reminded Neymar sticking your tongue out as you released your arm & turned your back to face him as you cuddle your son leaving your husband to be in the dust.

Davi stuck his tongue out as he hugged you burying his head in your chest as he wrapped his arms around you. “My mommy, daddy.”

[aliwritex]

BLUE LIKE THE SEA pt.2 yt22

AZUL DA COR DO MAR

summary: brazilian!reader x yuki. part two of: Your friends want you to get together with Yuki so they plan a whole trip just for you to see each other again.

warnings: fingering, oral (fem rec), protected sex (wow) pure female pleasure

wc: 2k

notes: after a total of three people asking for this here it is. i am writing for the requests but this was already done so i rather post it now. enjoy!

You decided to take a long shower – a cold one at that – and wash your hair to relax. Yuki could hear the water hitting the tiles through your bedroom door as he checked, once in a while, if you had finished. When he heard the water stop and the glass door open he ran to his own room for a shower too, calculating that you’d have time to get dressed while he did. Minutes later he was knocking at your door.

“Come in” you said, making your bed. Yuki stood at the door for a couple seconds, eyes fixated on you. “cat got your tongue? or did you just forget what excuse you were gonna use to come in here?”

“You’re a tease” he blushed.

You nodded, a slight chuckle leaving your lips. “Come in, you can sit, just finishing some things.” you said as you walked back into your bathroom. “How are you liking it here?”

“It’s nice. Very warm, more than são paulo. I like it.” yuki really tried to concentrate on what he was saying but he had gotten a glimpse of you putting lotion on your legs from the open bathroom door and you had this god damned shorts and tank pajama set.

Of course the set was strategically picked but he wasn’t innocent either, showed up to your door wearing only sweatpants, his tanned chest and messy hair still damp from the shower. It was safe to say you were driving each other insane. He just wanted to be inside of you and watch you squirm under him.

You walked to the edge of the bed, standing in front of him, between his legs. “Stop looking at me like this”

“Like what?”

“Like you want to touch me and fuck me but won’t actually do it.” you rested your hand on his cheek, he leaned onto it.

“Do you want me to touch you and fuck you?” he teased, testing the waters as if somehow he still didn’t realize you were down bad for him. His chin now resting on the exposed slit of your stomach as hands rested on your hip bones and he maintained the eye contact, waiting for your response.

“Since you took me to your stupid hotel room and refused to do it.” you answered, fingers combing his hair back.

“ ‘M sorry I just didn’t want to be the type of guy that takes you out to dinner just to fuck you. And you were drunk, I couldn’t do that to-“

“Just shut up” you leaned down to kiss him, your hand still on his face and he stretched the most he could, chasing your lips. His hands on your waist traveled down, going past the waistband of your tight shorts, cupping your ass only to feel your thin thong on his fingertips. Feeling unhinged he snapped it against your skin, making you feel the sting right in your asshole. You gasped into the kiss, a small smile adorning your face now. He took advantage to pull away from your lips and make you stand up straight as he kissed your stomach, his fingers lifting up your top and budging it up right under your boobs.

Yuki rested his chin back on your stomach as his fingers reached your shorts “Can I?”

You nodded, feeling his hands go back inside your shorts and drag them down till they fell to your ankles. As you stepped out of them his middle fingers reached for the visible wet spot on your pink underwear, tightly circling it. He pulled you closer, hugging the back of your thighs so he was face to face with your cunt, he could practically smell your arousal.

You reached for the thin side of your underwear and pulled them down, making him pull his hand away and reconnect it immediately to your naked cunt.

“Need to get my mouth on you. Can i?” he looked up.

“Yes, yuki, anything you want, just please do something” He stood up from the bed, turning you around with a hand on your waist, making the back of your legs hit the bed.

“Lay down then”

And you did, he crawled over you, telling you to lay against the pillows and spread your legs so he could lay between them. Yuki smiled before hooking his arms under your legs and pulling you closer to his face. He kissed and sucked on your thighs, leaving a mark on the inside, earning a unsatisfied groan from you but it was soon replaced by a sigh when he placed a kiss right on top of your clit. His tongue licked up your slit, stopping at your clit and circling it before going all the way down again and poking at your hole. Your hands go down to his hair, fingers locking on the damp strands as his mouth slowly moved to your clit, sucking your lips on the way up.

He focused his mouth on your clit as his fingers made their way to your entrance, teasing with circles and poking before making their way in. He already knew, from earlier, what he could do to you with just his fingers, but now, with the help of his mouth, he was sure to drive you insane. Yuki took his free hand up your body, soft touches to your waist making you shiver and squirm, his hand reached for your boob, going under your thin top and tugging on your nipple. With his arm now against your chest he could feel how you started to heave when he curled his fingers up to your cervix. Your stomach started to tense up when he pulled his lips away from you and blew directly on your clit just to tease you.

“Yuki, please” you literally whined

“What do you want, baby? Tell me” he asked between kisses on your thighs.

“Don’t stop, please” you said, pushing his head back down to where you needed him.

He smirked against your skin, satisfied with how desperate he had gotten you. His lips kissed down to your clit again, immediately starting to suck on it, now determined to get you to cum for him, and you did. As soon as he sped up his fingers your legs tensed up around his head and the flick of his tongue made you fall apart. Yuki fingered you through your orgasm, kissing up your stomach all the way to your chest, where he pulled your shirt down to reveal your perky boobs. He left pecks all around your nipples before kissing you, your hand grasping at the hair on his neck as your tongue explored his mouth, begging for more.

“Are you gonna let me suck you off?”

“Maybe another time, wanna be inside you now” you nodded, letting him know you wanted it too. He reached in the pocket of his sweats, pulling a condom from it.

“You fucking slut.” you grinned and slapped his arm, squeezing it when you realized how thick he had gotten since the last time you saw him.

“Better be a slut than unprepared” he smirked as he got up to get rid of his clothes and put it on.

The second he was ready you pulled him back on top of you, kissing all over his neck as he aligned himself to your entrance. You smiled when his hair tickled your forehead as he pushed himself in, before he bottomed out and his head dropped to the crook of your neck and a soft groan left his lips. Your mouth fell open when he gave one more push of his hips to ensure he was all the way in before starting to build up his thrusts. In a couple of minutes he was pounding into you, small but strong movements that made his cock brush against your cervix, the soft moans that left your lips driving him insane.

Your hands were on him, one pushing his hair off his face and the other holding on to his shoulder. His cold chain was dangling in your face as he hovered you so you bit in down, stoping it from hitting your nose but it didn’t last long. Your mouth dropped open when he took his hand down back to your clit, toying with it between his fingers. You started to feel overwhelmed by the stimulation, feeling the coil in your stomach tighten as you got more desperate by the second. Your hands were now all over his back and neck as he hurried his face in your own, kissing and nibbling on it. Your legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer and possibly making it harder for him to fuck into you but the last thing you could do at that moment was think.

“Yuki, ‘m close, not gonna last long.” you whined.

“Got you, cum for me” he whispered against your lips, kissing them to shut you up before anyone heard you.

You really tried to keep it in but he was fucking you so deep that you just couldn’t, your moans kept spilling into his mouth and he couldn’t resist pulling away to hear you whispering his name and how good he was making you feel. You came almost aggressively, back arching off the mattress as Yuki kept fucking you through it, slower so he could watch your face.

“Fuck, Yuki, shit, so fucking good” you breathed out. You pulled him in for another kiss, your legs weak around his waist but still holding him so he wouldn’t move.

Your clenching around him had his orgasm so close, he just needed a little more. So he pushed your legs apart and started thrusting into you again, you couldn’t really control your volume after two orgasms so he covered your mouth with his hand till he was done. Yuki came in the condom, a couple grunts coming from him as his head fell to your shoulder and his body stilled and dropped on top of yours.

You hugged him, leaving a kiss to the side of his head after he left one behind your year. He rolled off you, both of you groaning when he pulled out, and you reached for his cock, taking the condom off of it and swiping your finger on his tip, collecting a bit of his cum to taste. He watched as you took the tip of your finger to your mouth and licked it humming when you caught his taste in your mouth.

“Good?” he teased and you nodded, blushing at the way he looked at you “Don’t go all shy now”

“I’m not, just the bliss of the orgasm”

“Good one, then?” he teased, pulling you in closer to his side, making you tangle your legs in his.

“Are you always this cocky when you make a girl come?”

“Just the ones that tell me i’m ’so fucking good’” he smiled, pulling the blanket to cover your bodies.

“You think they’re still up? I’m dying for a glass of water right now”

“I’ll get it, want some too.”

You watched as Yuki got up and put his sweats back on. If anyone looked at him they would tell right away that he had sex; his hair was a mess, his face was flushed and his back was red from your hands and nails, a hot look in your opinion but you really hoped no one caught him on the way to the kitchen.

He came back with two glasses of water, handing you one and resting the other on the bedside table. Yuki watched as you downed the cup of water in one go, feeling slightly cocky at it. “Want more?” he asked, handing you his own this time.

You take it and drink some more, finally satisfying your thirst and thanking him. “Did anyone see you?”

“No, they’re still outside playing pool”

“Don’t you wanna join them?” you asked as he settled on the bed.

“Do you want me to leave?”

“No, no, it’s not that. I just didn’t want you to feel like you had to do this whole thing just because we fucked, it’d be totally fine if you wanted to leave, you know?”

“So you want me to stay?”

You nodded as he got under the blanket and moved closer to him, tangling your legs together and laying your head on his shoulder. “Is this okay?” you asked, biting then kissing right where his jaw met his neck. He nodded, letting his hand snake down your back and rest on your ass.

[mik3stuff]

DC AU where everything is the same except it's in Brazil

okay okay that's a good one!

Gotham = Rio de Janeiro (RJ), Metropolis = Fortaleza (CE), Central City = Brasilia (DF), Star City = Salvador (BA), Bludhaven = São Gonçalo (RJ) i know looking at the images it doesn't make much sence but trust me

The Kents are from the backlands of Ceará, but Clark moved to Fortaleza in search of work years later as an adult.

The Waynes are subcelebrities and have CERTAINLY already had about 7 false exposures that gave them a headache to deny on our late Xwitter (X + Twitter, it's a meme)

Jason is definitely the kind of person who refuses to go to McDonald's, but instead, every weekend he and the Outlaws +Duke go to a favela diner owned by some old lady he met when he was homeless, and each of them eats, like, three Brazilian-style hot dogs.

Indigenous Wonderfam, Black/Mixed Batfam (yes even Bruce. the only exeption is Cass and Damian are still Asian/Arabian, just mixed) and Superfam and i don't know the others well enough to tell

memelord Steph but by accident she's just too silly

Tim had a YouTube gameplay channel as a kid, but he lost the password and so he created a new one to post his theories. Every couple of months Steph reminds him of this and he's two seconds away from deleting it by hacking YouTube out of embarrassment, but he knows she has the videos downloaded.

sorry this is mostly just batfam lmao it's the media i have more contact with but i'll try to remake this post in the future ^^

[xjulixred45x]

I had this idea thanks to 1- catching up with JJK and 2- my Tango classes.

~Context~

Did you know that in Japan Tango is popular among couples? Since it is a closed society that does not show much affection, Tango is the perfect excuse to be affectionate with your partner in a more public way there. It's very interesting.

and it made me think...

Geto and Gojo (more or less in their third year) with a S/o who just does Tango, bonus points if she is Latina (Uruguayan/Argentine/Brazilian, there is something to choose from) and they end up interested in this Western dance.

Gojo would obviously be the most conceited about it and is mainly interested in the sensual movements of the woman in the dance, I can already see him with the typical dance costume and with the rose in his mouth🤣, he learns quickly, from what he can easy reach his S/O's Level, it would still make it quite fun, his Spanish pronunciation is surprisingly good, but he gets confused with several words and movement (e.g., the Eights/Ochos and the Fives/Los cincos). Honestly, he would like to learn the woman's steps, since according to him "they are more fun than the man's" and Lowkey also wants to do pirouettes and have his S/o guide him.

Imagine him doing the Sit-In/La Sentada🥴🤩🤣Gojo doesn't mind dancing with people other than his S/o, he definitely prefers them, yes, but he's not shy at all.

Geto became more interested in the culture behind dance, plus it being something that his S/o enjoyed encouraged him to want to know more about it. Lowkey, a Tango nerd lol, turned out to be much darker than he thought, but he just wanted to know more until he finally asked his S/o to teach him the basics of the dance. I imagine his pronunciation is considerably worse than Gojo's😅, like, a 7 year old speaking Spanish, it's not bad perse, but sometimes you don't understand him(ex, he confused Bachata with Patata).

He dances very well, but only with his S/o, if someone suggests the idea of practicing with someone else to lose his shyness (something normal that is done in Tango) he will get nervous, trying to put his hands in any place that he considers respectful, but precisely thanks to that he does not mark the steps well and ends up causing problems with his partner or in the best of cases they try to get him to return to his S/o because they notice how difficult that type of physical contact can be for him. ...nearby.

Don't underestimate him, I think he preferred the faster songs because they are more entertaining to dance to (and preferably the ones that don't have lyrics because DAMN Tango songs are super sexist or misogynistic) and in a way he is quite good with the man's steps , but try to make it more equitable.

both consider women's clothing quite... disproportionate to man's clothing, I mean, their S/o has to wear 1-short dress, 2-cleavage, 3-HIGH heels, 4-Bare back (sometimes) head but they are covered in feet??? They know that it is more because of the historical context in which Tango emerged but they are still a little worried.

Even so, they both support this hobby a lot, A LOT, in itself it is useful to have some physical activity (even if your S/o is also in Jujutsu High, it is good to have a distraction from the horrors of the curses) and plus, have the opportunity to show public affection! 2x1!

I hope You like this Drabble!

[x-bee-x]

There's still 20 minutes left for me, sorry it took so long, but here's the fic for day two of HideDuo week! This was really fun, this is so cute, I'm really proud, and I hope you guys like it. @hideduoweek And this wasn't planned, but surprise @apthotiosis, happy freaking birthday!

Cupcakes

General rating

1,290 words

Fit and Pac and Phil's also there for a couple sentences

Day 2 of event and the prompt was baking

"Sure you wanna do this, mate? You know Chay can do this like that. Wouldn't be an issue if you needed some help or didn't wanna do this at all."

Phil snapped his fingers when he said "like that" and motioned a hand to the blonde boy with a duck on the front of his shirt.

"Seriously, I got it, it's no trouble. Give the kid a break from making things for once. Might be fun to do, and uh, might have some help already."

Phil raised an eyebrow in question.

"Do you now?"

"Well, gotta ask them first, but they'll probably say yes."

"If this someone you need to ask first a certain Brazilian roommate of yours by chance?"

"No comment."

Fit turned a heel to head in the direction of and use the warpstone to get down from the wall Phil and his kids' house sat on top of.

"Enjoy your date!"

Phil called over as Fit flipped him off before disappearing in a cloud of purple particles.

The purple disappeared and the world returned to its normal speed on Isla Chume Labs, the factory a quick walk away, Fit tapped his knuckles on the open door to announce his presence.

Before he opened his mouth and could say it was him that was here though, Pac walked through the doorway from another room.

He had his signature blue hoodie with Pacman on the front off and tied around his waist, fitted black tee shirt on display, bicep muscles peeking out from below where the short sleeves ended, one arm raised and unsticking the probably a bit sweaty black hair from its place on his forehead.

"Oi Fitchi! Tudo bem? I was not expecting to see you here!"

"Bom dia, Pac. I'm fine, how's it going?"

"Good, yeah, it's going good! Did you come by for anything particular? Sorry, you're not interrupting or anything, I can be finished!"

"Yeah, no, sorry, I can come back, I didn't mean-"

"Fit."

Pac walked slightly closer to the other.

"It's okay, you can stay, I like when you are here."

Fit held up a fist and coughed into it once.

"Yeah, um, yeah. That's cool."

"Did you want to stay for any reason or need to tell me anything then?"

Fit's cheekbones were slightly pink now and he coughed once more as Pac giggled.

It was a sound he wished to hear over and over again.

"Sorry, yeah. You know some of the kids birthdays are coming up."

"Sim, I do know that, yes."

"Some of us were thinking of having a little party."

"Oh! That sounds fun! And you were coming to ask if I wanted to come to it?"

"Um, well kinda yeah, but I told them I could make some cupcakes, and uh, wondered if you wanted to maybe help, if you wanted to of course?"

Pac's smile got somehow bigger and his eyes crinkled in the corners.

"That is okay, I would like to do this with you, that sounds fun! We could go back to Chume Labs and use the kitchen there if that's okay?"

"Yeah, that sounds good, if that's alright."

"Wouldn't have offered to go if it wasn't!"

Pac lightly grabbed Fit's prosthetic hand and ran with the other behind him to the warpstone as Fit tried to ignore how warm his face suddenly was.

"You have the ingredients in your fridge or cabinets?"

"Mhm! And you said you had a box of powder, or, desculpe, a box of the mix?"

"Yeah."

Fit took the box out of his backpack while Pac went over to preheat the oven.

"What's first then?"

"Pour the mix in the bowl by itself first."

Fit out his hands on each side of the bag and separated it from itself at the top, and poured it in the metal bowl, a small cloud of the fine powder raising as it made contact.

Pac took a couple of eggs he had gotten from the fridge and cracked them, adding them to the mix, while Fit poured a bit of water from the faucet out of a measuring cup.

"Do you have a spoon or a spatula I can use maybe?"

"Yeah, in that drawer next to you, there you go!"

"Cool, do you wanna mix, or me?"

"You can mix, I can make sure you're doing a good job, which I know you will, cause you're so strong."

Fit made something between a noise of dismissal and actual words, but they got stuck in his throat and on his tongue, so he just turned back to the counter and started mixing, his and Pac's cheeks a matching shade.

"Looks good, Fitchi."

"I, uh, thanks?"

"Oh! I um. I mean the batter and flavor looks good. Not that you don't also. But I meant to mean-"

"Hey Pac?"

"Mhm?"

"It's okay, you're alright, where's the cupcake tin?"

Fit poured batter into the twelve tins, a little extra left once they were done with the bowl, and set the oven timer.

"Want some?"

"It is not finished yet?"

"But do you want some batter? Have you never had cake batter or cookie dough before while things were in the oven?"

Pac shook his head a bit.

"That's alright, just hard to imagine, I always liked to lick the spoon when I was a kid and someone was baking. Nothing wrong with not having done it before though. Here."

Fit gathered a bit of cupcake batter from the sides of the bowl on the plastic spoon, and offered it to the other, expecting him to take it.

Pac in fact did not do that, instead he leaned forward and opened his mouth slightly, his tongue peeking out and his lips going over the top of spoon to taste it while Fit held it still.

"Obrigado, Fitch. You're right, that is good. I can see why you liked doing it when you were little."

Pac leaned forward again, just using the tip of his tongue to lick from the center of the spoon this time, Fit still holding it and mouth slightly agape and the apples of his cheeks a nice light burgundy.

Pac swiped the end of a finger to gather more batter from the bowl and then booped Fit's nose.

"Eh? What the-"

Fit went cross eyed to try and figure out what was now on his face as Pac laughed.

"Oh so that's how it's gonna be, huh?"

Fit gathered batter on his own finger then booped Pac back.

"Fit! How dare you! This means business now!"

They both laughed, each taking turns swiping little bits of batter along the other's cheeks or on their noses again.

But then Pac held a finger up in a shushing motion to Fit's lips, the end of it with the last of the batter they could get, and then ran it along the others bottom lip.

Fit stood straight as an arrow, not daring to breathe, and Pac smiled softly.

"Desculpe, Fitchi, let me get that for you."

Pac took the spoon from Fit's fist, placed it in the now empty bowl that was still being held between them, and put both of them on the counter beside them, before stepping into the space between them.

He used the end of his tongue to lick up Fit's lip to collect the batter he left behind before collecting the other's lips into his own in a kiss.

Pac stepped back after some amount of time neither of them cared to figure out, picking up a rag to clean his face, and left Fit standing to process his thoughts, until he touched his lips with his own finger, and the oven timer went off behind him.

[rawsmackdownnxtdivas]

Giovanna Eburneo Explains Why She Is No Longer With WWE (Credit: Fightful.com)

Giovanna Eburneo (Ghi Eburneo) signed with WWE in 2022 as part of the August 2022 recruiting class. Eburneo made a couple of appearances on NXT in December 2022.

In a new video on YouTube, Eburneo revealed she is no longer with WWE and explained why.

The video is in Portuguese and Fightful compiled the following notes and quotes:

Tried out with WWE in 2017 in Chile.

Did not know how the tryout worked and everyone had a character. They told her it "wasn't her time" in 2017 but that "her time would come."

She was contacted at the start of the pandemic for another tryout. Only did the promo tryout and felt much more comfortable.

After the pandemic, she was messaged that she had been selected to join WWE.

Was very excited to sign her contract and said she was "rich" after converting the money to Brazilian. The person she has spoke to had left the company and she was unsure if she would still be in the company.

After months had passed, she got her contract and signed it.

When she arrived in Orlando, everything went wrong.

"I experienced a shooting in a mall. I was in a restroom with six women, terrified, hearing shots, praying to God. I messaged the company, people who manage it, telling them where I was, that I was in a restroom with girls who didn't speak my language as I only spoke Portuguese and didn't speak English. I arrived without understanding anything."

Calmed down after the incident and started to settle.

Started looking for an apartment and a car, and found that things were more expensive. Found a car that was not worth the price. "I liked it, but it was a mistake. I was deceived. I didn't hear the noises the car was making because I'm a woman, you know? I liked the car and I didn't see any problems and they sold me the car."

Says living in Orlando is expensive. Dreams of being rich in Brazil started to fade.

Problems started when she would have to drive to shows. She didn't want to drive alone because it wasn't safe. She tried making friends but it was hard with the language barrier. She said she was new and already on TV, which caused jealousy.

"People didn't want to help or give me a ride. Even those who spoke my language didn't help. There was rivalry within the company. We could have a bad time and say: hey, you're like me, you're the same as me, you're from my country, let's hold hands and go to the show together, let's help each other."

Says the situation became increasingly difficult and she started feeling unwell and sensing something bad would happen. "I began experiencing panic and anxiety."

"In December 2022, my anxiety escalated. I was training and fell, not recalling hitting my head, only my back. When I stood up, I felt a blackout in my head, like everything stopped. I continued training, but the next day, while driving and talking to my mom, I felt a THUMP in my head. I felt the same blackout sensation in my head. As if my head were stopping for a minute. I began to worry as it had happened twice. That night, I felt the sensation again while lying in bed."

Contacted the company because she was worried. They claimed she had a concussion. She demanded to undergo a medical exam. No one would go to her with the exam. The exam showed nothing. She started feeling good and no longer had the THUMP feeling for a week.

She then started feeling tired and no longer had the desire to train. She started seeing herself as old and tired. She said that water started to taste different and it would mess with her mentally.

Went to do weight training and noticed that her hair was shorter. She sent a photo to her mom and her mom told her that nothing was wrong and that it was all in her head.

When she went home, she combed her hair and a clump came out. Was worried something was happening to her. She talked to people and WWE and doctors, begged to go to Brazil. She said they didn't let her go to Brazil in December because she had just arrived in July, but she saw all the Americans going home for Christmas to see their family except her.

She said she was not well, and that they did let her go home to Brazil. Her family told her she was not okay. She found an unknown AirTag tracker in her suitcase that was connected to her phone. She began crying and worried that someone was following her.

She said her sadness and anxiety was getting worse. She thought someone was entering her apartment and drugging her because the water tasted different and her hair was falling out.

She sent an email to WWE saying she would not be returning. She said she sent the AirTag back to WWE and filed a police report in Orlando. She says the process is still ongoing and that she hopes to one day find out who the person was that put the AirTag in her bag.

WWE made several offers and proposals for her to return, but she is not going to risk her life or her family's life. She says it's dangerous for her to live in the country and she had to do this for herself.

She thanked fans for their support and is sad that she couldn't live out her dream.

[babyboibucky]

Project V: Pierced

Pairing: College!Bucky x Fem!Reader

Summary: Bucky convinces you to get matching nipple piercings.

Word Count: 1.9k

Warnings: Smut, unprotected sex, mention of oral, piercing pain lmfao, these two being dumbasses as usual

A/N: Maaaaaaaan, seeing Seb with them piercings really hyped me up to write shit lmfao

Project V Masterlist ||  MAIN MASTERLIST

“Let’s get matching something.”

Bucky proposed as he lounged on your bed, his notes against his chest. You just got out of the shower, a towel wrapped around your chest with water droplets dripping from your neck down to your cleavage. You saw how Bucky’s eyes followed the droplets until it disappeared into your towel.

“Matching what?” You asked and started applying lotion all over your body.

Bucky’s ears turned red as he watched your hands slide up from your calf up to your thighs, the hem of your towel riding up a bit to expose your skin beneath. You snapped your fingers right in his face and made a face, “My eyes are up here, why the fuck are you so horny all the time?” you complained.

“You’re in a fucking towel and I can literally see your pussy from here. Of course I’m gonna feel horny!” he defended. “Anyway, matching something. What do you think?” Bucky asked again, turning to his side as he watched you continue with your post-shower routine.

You shrugged, “How about bracelets? Rings?” you suggested as you slipped on your underwear.

“Too basic.” Bucky said.

“Matching tats?” you asked and then gasped when an idea struck you. “Get a tattoo of my pussy and I’ll have your dick inked on my butt cheek.”

Bucky deadpanned at you, “Are you for real?” he asked. “Also, I don’t want matching tattoos. It’s too common. And Steve and Sam got matching tattoos. We gotta stand out ‘cause we’re not just regular best friends.” he explained, finally sitting up on your bed.

You were now clad in a loose shirt and skipped on the shorts. Turning around to face Bucky, you placed your hands on your hips. “You’re just jealous that Steve decided to get matching tats with Sam and not you.” you teased and sat down next Bucky on your bed.

Bucky rolled his eyes, “Whatever.” he dismissed and thought about what else the both of you can get.

You were combing your hair when Bucky found himself staring at your tits, noticing your pebbled nipples straining through the thin fabric of your shirt.

And then had a eureka moment.

“Let’s get our nips pierced!”

-

“Can I still back out?” you asked, tugging Bucky’s hand as the both of you entered the tattoo parlor.

You refused to get your nipples pierced, you clearly remembered shooting that idea down as soon as Bucky suggested it. But Bucky, Bucky, Bucky...he had a way with his words and his tongue that made you cry out yes to his suggestion.

Fucking Bucky and his talent at cunnilingus. If that man tried to convince you to help him hide a dead body by eating you out, you would’ve started digging a grave as soon as he was done with you.

He was that good at it.

“Pussy.” Bucky teased.

“Using ‘pussy’ as an insult doesn’t make any sense because this pussy can take a pounding. You should know that better than anyone.” you spat back with a scowl.

Bucky frowned at you, “Okay, fine. I take that back. But no one’s backing out. C’mon, we’d be the coolest BFFs in town with these piercings.” he insisted.

You were about to retort back but was immediately cut off when a guy called both your names, confirming the appointment that was made a week ago. Bucky took your hand and pulled you with him further into the parlor, leaving you with no choice but to give in.

“Alright, so nipple piercings huh?” the guy asked. “Are we gonna do both...or?”

You raised your hand, “What’s the aftercare like?” you went straight to the point.

“Oh well, just don’t touch it for as long as you can. It takes about 6 months to a full year for it to completely heal. Wear a cotton bra or skip on it if possible. Try not to tug at the piercings so when doing the nasty, try not to include the nipples.” he explained so casually.

You turned to Bucky, “When doing the nasty, try not to include the nipples. You sure about this, Buck?” you asked, knowing how much Bucky loved playing with your tits during sex.

Bucky swallowed, “For how long should we avoid the nipple play?” he asked shamelessly.

“Couple of months to a full year.”

“Fuck!” Bucky hissed, ignoring how the piercer burst out laughing at his disappointment.

“So what? We still gonna do this or?” you asked.

Bucky pondered for a couple of seconds before letting out a sigh, “I really want us to be the coolest BFFs out there.”

-

The both of you decided to show off the piercings back at the dorm, wanting it to be a moment of surprise. The Uber ride was quiet for some reason, tension thick in the air.

“You screamed like a bitch back there.” you said, finally breaking the silence.

Bucky looked offended when he snapped his head towards you, “My pain tolerance is low, okay?” he excused. “And it really did hurt. At least I didn’t whimper like a whore.” he said.

It was true though, you did whimper like a whore getting fucked by three dicks all at once. You always thought you tolerated pain pretty well, getting a Brazilian was a regular thing for you and it never made you flinch. Nipple piercings though? Jesus fucking christ, you couldn’t even explain how much it fucking hurt.

You laughed sarcastically at Bucky’s rebuttal, “Better than screaming as if you were being pegged with no prep.”

As soon as you arrived at Bucky’s dorm, he scrambled to lock the door in hopes of Steve not coming home any time soon. He’d already seen you wearing Bucky’s boxers, he doesn’t need to see the both of you showing off your newly pierced nipples at each other.

“Okay. You ready?” Bucky asked as he stood in front of you.

“On three.” you said before starting off the countdown.

As soon as the countdown was over, Bucky reached for his shirt from behind, removing it at the same time you removed yours, followed by the thin bralette you wore underneath.

“Oh my god, we actually did it.” you snorted, looking closely at the ball closure ring that Bucky went for.

“Shit, I didn’t know you got straight barbells on yours.” Bucky asked, his eyes glued on your slightly red nipples. “Fuck, your tits look so good with piercings.” he grunted breathlessly.

You licked your lips and groaned at the confession you were about to make, “Look, I’m gonna be honest. I’m so fucking turned on right now.”

Bucky groaned, “Me too. Jesus, I thought I was gay because I got an erection when the dude pierced my first nipple. I mean, he was pretty handsome too.”

“I’m sure we can fuck but we just have to avoid the nips so just hit me from the back.” you said and quickly shimmied off your pants together with your panties.

Bucky rushed to remove his and went over to his bed, kneeling behind as you positioned yourself on all fours. You got so wet at the thought of Bucky’s nipples having piercings that you didn’t need that much foreplay to get ready. Bucky slid his fingers along your folds, gathering more wetness from your entrance before smearing it.

“Fuck, just get on with it!” you moaned and gripped the bedsheets tightly.

Bucky jerked his cock a couple of times before finally sliding easily into your cunt. He choked on his moan at the feeling of your velvety walls clenching around his hard cock. He had been hard too on the way home, no wonder there was tension in that Uber ride.

“Go fast and hard, I’m not gonna last.” you urged, pushing your ass back to meet Bucky’s thrusts.

Placing a hand on your neck and the other on your waist, Bucky fucked you the way you wanted. Thank goodness you started taking pills because Bucky didn’t have the patience to even put a condom on. He felt like he was going to nut as soon as his eyes landed on your pierced nipples, so perky and still swollen.

“Oh shit, fuck. I’m so fucking horny.” Bucky said, his jaw tensing as he watched your ass bounce every time he slammed back inside of you.

A couple more thrusts and your entire body trembled, a soft moan slipping past your lips when you came hard. Even without being touched, your nipples felt sensitive because of the piercings, the sensation only adding to your pleasure when you reached your orgasm.

“Shit, fuck. I gotta see those tits bounce. I can’t cum without seeing them.” Bucky said and pulled out to gently turn you around.

Now on your back with your legs spread open, Bucky slipped inside and continued to fuck you. His hands gripped the pillow beneath your head for leverage as he jackhammered you onto the bed, your hands finding purchase on his broad shoulders as you felt another orgasm approach you.

You lifted your head up to meet Bucky’s lips in a kiss, moaning into his mouth when you felt the tip of his cock kiss your cervix. Your vision blacked out momentarily when you came for the second time. Just as when you regained your senses, Bucky got lost in his own orgasm that he completely forgot about the piercings. He grabbed your left breast and pinched your nipple, your scream joining his loud moan when he came.

“Fucking hell, Bucky!” you cried out, the pain too much to bear that you also didn’t notice that your hand clawed at Bucky’s right pec with your middle finger getting caught in his piercing, accidentally ripping it out in the process.

“Motherfucker!”

-

“What the hell happened? Are you both okay?!” Steve worriedly asked as soon as he arrived at the ER of a nearby hospital.

Upon getting Bucky’s voicemail about rushing to the hospital, Steve panicked and went there as soon as he could. He had been Bucky’s emergency contact for a long time now and he was used to receiving calls from police stations due to how often Bucky got himself in trouble, especially when drunk. But Bucky calling, sounding like he was in immense pain, telling him that he needed to go to the hospital?

It was the first time it ever happened so it was understandable for Steve to panic like a husband who got a call informing him that his wife was going into labor.

You and Bucky exchanged glances, faces red from embarrassment before nodding.

“We’re good.” you curtly responded, scratching your neck.

“What happened?” Steve asked again, brows furrowing as he looked at you and Bucky alternately.

You nudged Bucky’s ribs with your elbow, widening your eyes at him as you urged him to do the explaining.

“We uh...werippedouteachothersnipplepiercings.” he murmured to himself.

Steve frowned, “I didn’t catch a word that you said.”

“We ripped out each other’s piercings by accident.” you repeated, clearly and slowly this time.

“Did your earlobes get ripped off or what?” Steve asked, taking a closer look at both your ears.

Confusion washed over his face when he noticed that your ear piercings were still intact and that Bucky didn’t even have his ears pierced. Steve straightened up and crossed his arms over his chest, looking at the both of you like a reprimanding father.

“What did the two of you do this time?”

A nurse stepped into the scene and offered Steve a kind smile before turning to you and Bucky, handing over a prescription.

“Make sure to follow the instructions when applying the ointment and both your nipples should heal properly.” she explained before walking out.

“Nipples?!” Steve gasped out.

Bucky sighed but shrugged in response, “At least we’re the coolest BFFs out there with matching nipple piercings.”

-

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[purpleyellow]

The audacity

Seventeen 14th member

Hayun’s masterlist

“Seventeen won’t take bs when it comes to Hayun”

Requested by: two (2) anons    

cw: offensive language

a/n: Feel free to share your thoughts with me. Requests are open! 💙

(to my brazilians around, this gif is svt’s version of ninguem solta a mão de ninguem)

The arrival of dancers made the practice room even more crowded and noisy than usual. It was one of the few times Seventeen worked with an outside dance team, and they happened to have a lot of new faces around, who needed time to figure out the staging and how things were working so far.

After they ran through the choreography a couple of times, the choreographer called in a break, allowing the huge group to instantly clear the middle space and separate themselves into small circles of conversations.

Seungcheol, Jeonghan, and Joshua instantly met each other and began chatting about dinner plans and whatnot. Slowly approaching Jun and Wonwoo, the oldest filled them in on what they're deciding until he starts searching for someone.

“So, we could order it on the next break and have someone grab it for us. Anyway, did anyone see Hayun?”

“Making friends, as usual,” Wonwoo comments, pointing at the other corner of the room where the girl was surrounded by four dancers.

“Hayun-ah” The leader waves her over and waits as she jogs to his side “We're talking about dinner, what do you think about-”

“Oh, those guys were talking about this new restaurant that opened downtown, I was thinking of tagging along with them” She points back at the group and watches as her members nod “But I can cancel, of course”

“No, go ahead. It's just a meal” Joshua goes to wave her off when Seungkwan approaches them with crossed arms.

“Yeah. Just a meal. Until she's suddenly ditching us during the holidays and moving out with her new friends” The boy pouts, turning his face away from the group. Hayun reaches up to ruffle his hair before landing a soft slap.

“Says the dude who is friends with half of the entertainment industry” Ignoring his eye roll, she turns back to the rest of their little huddle “Well, if nobody else will feel betrayed”

“I was kidding” Seungkwan whines and Scoups pushes her away from them “Stop being dramatic and go do your mingling”

Going back to the group of dancers, Hayun resumes chatting with them for a couple of minutes before the break is over.

After more hours of running over every tiny detail for the stage, the rehearsal finally ends and the scattering of people begins. Hayun takes a couple of minutes talking about minor adjustments with the members and just checking up on them before searching for the four friends she had made that evening.

“Hey, how do you guys plan on heading there?” She asks, taking a sip from her water bottle and missing the glances between the two boys and two girls.

“Actually, we might have to do it another day,” The girl closest to her says and flips a hair strand off of Hayun's shoulder. “We got pretty tired from this last session”

“And work tomorrow it's going to start pretty early, you know. It's best to let this go for today,” The boy nods to her before pulling out his phone from his pocket and slightly turning away from the idol.

“Yeah, I get it. That's okay, we'll reschedule it then” Hayun smiles and gives them a thumbs up “I'll head to the dorms, then. Have a good rest, and tomorrow we'll talk more”.

Sending her some quick waves and small smiles, the four dancers waited for Hayun to turn around before sharing an annoyed look and sighing.

The practice room slowly grows empty, only leaving Wonwoo and Vernon who lost an incredible game of rock, paper, scissors, and had to stay behind to clean up everything. Finally turning off the lights, the two boys head out into the hallway and spot a group of four people standing by the entrance.

“Aren't those the people Hayun was talking to earlier,” Vernon asks quietly before a voice from the group reaches them.

“Why is this damn cab taking so long? We should have let that airhead tag along”.

“Agreed. She would have talked our ears off, but at least we would have made it to the club already”.

Sharing a look, the two idols stop walking and listen closely to understand if the dancers are talking about what the boys think they're talking about.

“That was so stupid. Why would you invite her in the first place? She's so annoying”.

“I mean, having an idol considering you a friend would be fun, right? Especially with the Christmas season coming up. Can you imagine the gifts she would buy us?”

“Yeah, dude. We wouldn't even need to worry about paying for stuff anymore. Just have Hayun tag along anywhere and, boom, no more tabs to pay.”

“But also, no more functioning eardrums”

“No, you have a point. She seems like she'd give us her credit card password on the third time we hung out. Not to mention, looking at her position in contrast with ours. You don't even have to befriend her, but be on her good side, and she'll make sure to give us more gigs within Pledis”.

Standing frozen, Wonwoo and Vernon listened to everything they were saying and shared looks of disbelief. Having enough of it, the oldest cleared his throat and slung his bag, making it hit his own back with enough force to make a thumping sound.

“Let's go, Vernon,” He ignored the four people standing before them with wide eyes and resumed walking. Once shoulder to shoulder with one of the dancers, Wonwoo stopped again and said while looking ahead, “Next time, be careful of whom you're talking about”.

Vernon, on the other hand, made eye contact with each dancer before raising one eyebrow and following the oldest. After closing the car door, he groaned annoyed, “Can you believe they had… ”

“… the fucking audacity” Jeonghan places his cup on the table, face showcasing utter disgust after Wonwoo told him what they had listened before leaving the Pledis building.

“Show me who those people are again tomorrow. I'll make sure they never step inside our practice room, ever again,” Hoshi points out.

“Is there a way of not having them tomorrow? I'm afraid Scoups Hyung might commit murder” Dokyeom brought attention to the leader standing on the corner of the kitchen.

Looking like he was plotting an illegal act, Seungcheol scoffs and pushed himself away from the cabinets. “The bare minimum you would expect from someone is that they can be professional. I swear, those people are getting an earful for talking about Hayun within a billion-meter ratio from where I work”.

“It's best to let it rest until tomorrow's performance is done. After we'll probably never see them again, so there's not much point causing any visible disturbance.” Laying a hand on the leader's arm, Woozi tried to make some sort of sense, but all it did was cause Scoups to roll his eyes.

“We can't just act like nothing happened”

“We also can't change anything about the choreography until then” Hoshi butts in and takes a breath trying not to jump in the 'let's hunt them down' train.

“They already know Wonwoo and Vernon heard them trash-talking her, so I'm not letting them have it easy tomorrow.” Jeonghan rolls his eyes and pointed to both Woozi and Hoshi, “I'm speaking my mind the first moment I see those sons of bitches, you're free to wait until the show's over”.

“About that, I don't think we should tell Hayun what happened” Joshua, who had been quiet the entire time, speaks, drawing attention to him. “Not until, as you said, the show is over, and we won't see them again. You know that she's probably going to get disappointed about it”.

“And you expect her to not go running to meet her new 'friends' once we arrive at the venue?” Wonwoo raises an eyebrow, but Mingyu shakes his head and backs the older up.

“We just have to keep her entertained around us. Fill in Dino, Seungkwan, and Myungho later, and have them help with making sure the group doesn't run into her”.

Raising his hand, Vernon casually mumbles “Maybe don't tell Seungkwan, he won't be able to hide his feelings about the whole thing”

“Myungho won't either” Jun comments and the room falls silent at the sound of the remaining members chatting and approaching the kitchen.

“Wow, you make a meeting and forget to call in the main characters” Hayun laughs walking through the room and opening the fridge for a beer “So, when's the food arriving?”

~

Hayun is sitting on the makeup chair, casually watching Scoups and Jeonghan whispering to each other from the mirror's reflection, when a hand lands on her shoulder and another holds out a smoothie for her.

“Whatcha thinking about?” Joshua sits on the chair next to her while Mingyu punctures the drink's lid with a straw.

Without taking her eyes off the mirror, she nods with her head to it. “Those two are up to something”

“Scoups and Jeonghan Hyung? Nah, they're always like that. Sharing secrets and stuff,” Mingyu giggles, shoving the straw inside her mouth and shifting to stand in front of the mirror. “Cute nail polish, when did you have time to get it done?”

“Oh, these are acrylics. This lady was just putting them on” Hayun falls into his trap and began analyzing the design with some occasional comments from the boys.

Peace has seemingly set inside the dressing room, yet it doesn't last long until Dino's loud “Uh?” caught the attention of the members, who turned to see what he and Vernon were doing.

Trying to shut the youngest up, Vernon makes it very obvious to the guys that he had just filled Dino in with the “frenemies” situation. Most of them try to brush it off and not bring more attention to it. Seungkwan, however, approaches them by, very loudly, asking what's up.

“What are you talking about?” He boringly fixes up his outfit. Vernon can feel the burning eyes of Jeonghan on his skull as he tries to deviate the conversation to another topic.

“Did you go see catering already? I heard they had a coffee machine”.

“Wait. Does he not know what happened?” Dino fails to read the room properly and instigates the older boy.

“What happened? Why is everyone sharing secrets all of a sudden? Is the thing you're discussing why Scoups Hyung seems ready to jump someone”.

The timing of events can't be worse, as the makeup artist taps Hayun's shoulder to let her know they were done. Within seconds, the girl gets up and turns to where the three youngest were standing.

“What's with the gossiping? Did Vernon lose his airpods again?” She brushes away from Joshua as he tried to hold her in place and waves off Mingyu when, in a panic, he suggests they should check out the pigeons outside.

“What? No! I mean, yeah! How unfortunate, isn't it?” Vernon jumps around his answers and tries looking for anyone willing to help him out.

“Just tell her about it” Approaching them from the door, Jeonghan, now without the leader's company, shrugs his shoulders, making Hayun raise an eyebrow.

“Jeonghan, at least wait until the day is over,” Joshua speaks through his teeth and the boy rolls his eyes.

“Well, she already knows something is up, and to be fair I don't know what good hiding this will bring. At least, if she feels like doing something about it, she'll have the chance right now”.

“Do something about it? Hadn't we agreed that the best is to wait until the performance is over and just never see them again?”

“What even are you talking about?” Hayun shuts them both up and Jeonghan and Joshua turned to her with annoyed expressions, “Don't even look at me like that. You're the ones mentioning me as if I'm not in the room”.

Placing a hand on her shoulder, Joshua tilts his head a little and speaks softly, “Trust me for a moment here, it's best if you brush it aside. Until later at least, and then we can settle it as you wish”.

“Wha- Just spill it out for fucks sake. I'm going to combust if you don't tell me right now whatever this all means,” Hayun puffs, punching his shoulder. Just as Joshua opens his mouth to say the same thing again, Jeonghan beats him and shoves himself in front of the girl.

“Do you recall those dancers you were planning to go out with yesterday? Yeah, well, turns out they're all little shits who were trash-talking you, and just overall talking crap, yesterday”

“Jeonghan” Joshua repressed the older who does nothing but wave him off.

“Doesn't matter what they said because you're nothing of it, and-” Adverting his eyes for a second, Jeonghan stares to the side, where half of Scoups' body is waving for him through the door. “And, and, you're amazing and all of that. So now go rest your awesome self while I go teach those punks a lesson”.

Zooming past her, Jeonghan runs to the door, where the leader is already back outside. Hoshi, Jun, Woozi, and DK, scream for him before also going out of the door. A very lost, Seungkwan, simultaneously tries to get Vernon to tell him what exactly the dancer said before while shouting for the older to wait for him to also speak his mind.

“I didn't want you to know about this before the performance, but-”

“Whatever, let's make sure nobody dies today” Hayun rolls her eyes and turns around, Wonwoo running from where he was watching everything and holding her by the shoulder.

“Do you want us to go fix that up? It's okay to give them the cold shoulder or just go off if you want to” Nodding, she keeps silent and walks out, bringing the rest of the guys behind her.

The8, who also had just found out about the situation, whispers to Vernon, “Can you believe they had the audacity?”

“I know, right?” The youngest whisper-yelled at him as they made it to the hallway and assessed the situation.

“The next time you even think about opening your mouth to talk about her-” Scoups had his finger pointing at the tallest dancer -who ironically had a few centimeters on him-, while the rest of the members stood next to him nodding and calmly listening to what the leader was saying.

“Oppa, just drop it,” Hayun shouts, walking past them and holding his shoulder.

Annoyingly, Scoups rolled his eyes and turned to her, “What do you mean, drop it?” Thinking for a second, he blinked and turned even more bothered, “Who even told you about this?”

The leader looked around until he found Mingyu, offending the tall guy who made an X in front of his body.

“Doesn't matter who told me. Let's just not lose time doing this” Brushing past him, Hayun now faced the dancers “Look, I'll teach you something right now, so grab it or drop it okay? I don't give a shit that you don't like me, or whatever, but at least be professional because all this situation did was teach me that none of you care about your careers. It's pretty clear by the angry puppy beside me that you just lost any chance of growing inside our brand, so keep this as a lesson and respect the artists you're working with. Also, once we're on stage put on a smile, so my fans won't be able to sense your shit”

“It should be pretty clear by what she said but you definitely don't have a chance to work with any Pledis artist again” Hoshi came from the end of the hallway alongside their manager and choreographer. The latter nodded and added.

“For the sake of the performance, you should all go back to your dressing rooms. You all said whatever was on your mind, so try to refocus during the last few minutes you have”.

“I didn't get to say what was on my mind” While the group was dispersing, DK mumbles on the side and Jun snorts.

“You had a chance, but all you did was stare at them and scowl until Scoups Hyung took the lead”

“I don't care about who said and who didn't say what they wanted” Hayun rolled her eyes, turning to the boys as they arrived in the room. Clasping her hands together, she brings them to her face and smiles, “You all care about me”.

“The fact you still doubted about it after years hurts me” Dokyeom held his chest and frowned, the girl laughs and goes to hug him.

“Group hug?” Seungkwan says uncertainly and Hoshi nods, dragging Woozi with him, “Group hug!”

[gravedangerahead]

8,11, and 20 for the book asks!

All questions here

8. what is the first book you remember reading yourself?

Two of my earliest favorites were Pippi Longstocking and O Fantástico Mistério de Feiurinha, although I probably read this pretty little collection with 5 or 6 fairy tale books that my grandma gave me before that, sice they were way shorter.

Out of those books the Pippi trilogy are the only ones I still own, which is a shame.

11. what non-fiction books do you like if any?

I used to have a lot of difficulty finishing whole non-fiction books, and the first one I remember finishing with eagerness and enjoyment was Angela Davis' Women, Race and Class. I was only supposed to read one chapter for an elective in college but it was amazing so I just kept going.

This year I actually read a few non-fiction books, maybe now that I'm not in college any more that non-fiction slot of my brain was freed for books of my choosing. I read more of the amazing Angela Davis (Freedom is a Constant Struggle in January and Are Prisons Obsolete last month).

I read a couple of things about Brazilian politics. Sabrina Fernandes is an ecosocialist and Ailton Krenak is an indigenous intellectual. I wanna read more by both. I definitely need to read way more about politics, I'm really clueless about it.

And possibly my favorite book of the year was The Dawn of Everything by David Graeber and David Wengrow, which is a book about pre-history written by an archeologist and an anthropologist, gathering the last few decades of research in their fields to go up against the myths we perpetuate about (pre)history and human nature. It shows how diverse and changeable human societies have always been and how we've always had the capacity for political imagination and to thoughtfully and deliberately change the way we live (for better or for worse). Humans were always human, infinitely complex, and not a caricature of pure naive good or violent chaotic evil that serves as convenient origin story for humanity today.

You know how before reading this I was already banging on about how much I hate the Hobbes vs. Rousseau divide that's still prevalent in people's beliefs, and the idea that there's one set human nature, either good and selfless or evil and self-centered. The authors also counter that but, you know, in an actually coherent, well founded way.

The book also goes into how much American Indigenous thought influenced our current ideas about freedom, equality and democracy, and their intellectual contributions get dismissed as just Europeans lying and projecting onto a "noble savage" figure. People in the Americas did in fact have a lot thoughts, criticisms and theories about European society and their own once they came into contact, and Europeans did have their world view impacted by them, although frequently in trying to dismiss their criticism more than accept it.

I'm really going way beyond the question here, right? Sorry lol

I started reading Debt: The First 5,000 Years, also by David Graeber, and really enjoyed it, but it was really expensive so I haven't bought it yet, after finishing the sample. I do have a PDF, but that's bad for reading the footnotes, and I really, really love footnotes, I wanna read all of them as I go.

20. what are things you look for in a book?

I'm mostly drawn to characters and prose first, themes second, and plot and world building third. Characters that I care about or am interested in and/or beautiful language will get me through basically anything. It's okay if nothing makes sense, I'll just vibe.

See: This is How You Lose the Time War and Água-Viva / The Stream of Life by Clarisse Lispector.

Lolita is another example, I guess, since the language and caring about Dolores gets me through the horrors.

Also why I'm absolutely obsessed with Machado de Assis. Beautiful language and endlessly fascinating characters that I hate and adore.

[noctilucous-siren]

Meian/Romero

A/N: look..idk what happened but, I got this thought and this happened and I blame @kaitycole​ and @hidden-otaku-stuff​ for getting me started on this Meian Train. BTW this is 18+, there is smut and a reverse uno

Your dumb boys were arguing again. Arguments were normal in a relationship, healthy even. But, this argument, which had started a week ago, was getting old. You had taken refuge in the bedroom, the living room being out of bounds for now due to the yelling. Nicollas was actually just yelling in Portuguese at this point and Shugo was yelling back in Japanese and you simply kept turning up the volume on the movie you were watching.

The volume was so loud on your laptop that you didn’t notice the yelling stopped, nor did you hear the loud footsteps down the hallway. You were, however, startled when you suddenly had two jerseys shoved in your face. The look your Meian and Romero’s faces clearly demanding that you pick one. “I don’t understand why I have to wear one of your jerseys,” you stated, fed up with the dumb contest the men seemed to be having. “Besides,” you continued, “I already promised Chibi-chan I’d wear his jersey to support him in his first game.” you said nonchalantly.

You hear both men take a breath to begin speaking again and mentally prepare yourself for the verbal onslaught.

Suddenly, both men are back at full volume, Meian is thrilled you are representing his kouhai and team in the up coming match. On the other hand, Romero is trying to convince you to wear Kageyama’s jersey because it’s his first game too, both men trying to talker louder then the other. You pick the moment when Romero and Meian turn to face each other rather then you to slip out of the bedroom and to the front door. Once again, you’re so caught up in what you’re doing that you fail to notice that the yelling has once again ceased. Just as you’re about to grab your shoes a muscular arm is wrapped around your waist and lifting you over a shoulder.

“Just where do you think you’re going minha princesa?” Romero asked as he lightly smacked your butt. Meian just chuckled as you struggled to get out of the Brazilians grasp. Though if you were being honest with yourself, you didn’t actually want to get away. Just maybe didn’t want to be carried around like a sack of rice. Romero walked back to the bedroom with you slung over his shoulder and Meian trailing behind.

Romero sat you on the edge of the bed before backing away a couple steps to stand shoulder to shoulder with Meian. “Now now Darling, there is no need to run away, Meian says, smiling at you as he lifts up his jersey again, “we just need you to pick one of our jerseys to wear to the game this weekend, okay?” You flop back onto the bed, not believing how childish these two men were.

“Minha querida? How about we play a game?” Romero’s voice held an edge that let you know that this game would not be appropraite to paly at a party. Meian just smirked when you made eye contact with him. Clearly you didn’t really have a choice. “Who ever makes you scream first, that’s who’s jersey you have to wear.” Romero’s voice could tempt the devil the way it washed over you. As you looked towards Meian again he was pulling his shirt over his head as he took a step forward, wanting to make the first move.

Meian’s lips were hard against yours, his tongue immediatly seeking entrance to your mouth. He had one hand under your shirt, griping your hip and his other arm next to your face, supporting your weight. You gasp into his mouth when you felt Romero’s hands smoothing up your legs before pulling at the waistband of your leggings. Your hands come up to tangle themselves in Meian slicked back hair, pulling gently at the gelled locks. You don’t realize that Romero had gotten your leggings off until you feel his lips against your bare thigh, biting lightly, making you moan.

“Let her breathe Shugo.” Romero grumbles at Meian, causing him to pull away from your lips, leaving a trail of siliva between the two of you.  Meian’s hand comes off your hip and grabs the hem of your shirt, pulling it up to reveal your heaving breasts , taking a moment to gaze before latching on to one and biting down on your nipple hard enough to have your back arch off the bed. A yelp leaves your mouth as you pull Meian hair almost harshly. Romero takes this oppertunity to slide a finger into your already dripping pussy, relishing in the way your thighs tense up and a moan is torn from you.

Meian pops of your abused nipple to begin laying a trail of love bits down your chest and stomach, paying extra attention to spots that make you quiver. Romero takes his time working a second finger into your tight cunt, using his other hand to hold you still as you start squirming. With the way Romero’s fingers are working, you feel your orgasm creeping up a lot faster then expected, your breathing is heavy and your hands are still tangled in Meian’s hair, tugging everytime Romero’s fingers find your sweet spot. Meian’s lips suddenly leave your hip where he had been sucking a dark hickey onto your flesh and quickly presses his lips hard against yours as you orgasm washes over you, swallowing any screams of Romero’s name that you may have called out.

Romero growls at a smirking Meian, frustrated at his interferance. Romero retaliates by curling his fingers, causing more moans to spill from your lips. Meian, looking to one up Romero, quickly removes his pants and boxers before moving between your legs, forcing Romero to remove his fingers. Meian grabs both of your legs and pulls you further towards the edge of the bed until you butt is almost hanging off before throwing one leg over his shoulder and pinning the other to the bed as he rubs his tip against your clit. The sounds that come out of your pretty mouth as Meian starts to push into you has Romeros grabbing your hand to rub his cock straining against his pants.

“Shugo!” is all you can say when Meian bottoms out, his thumb on your clit making you gush around him. Meian’s smirk can only be describes as absolutely victorious as he makes eye contact with Romero.

**Later**

You’re not sure how much time has passed, but the sun had set hours ago and your men had finally decided to call it a night. You were laying against Romero in the bathtub, enjoying the way his arms wrapped around you and his beard tickled your neck as he left sweet kisses along your skin. “Nicollas? Are you okay?” you question softly, taking in the way he sighs and squeezes you just a little tighter. “I want to see you wearing my colors,” his accent seems thicker and you can hear maybe the tiniest bit of disappointment. You turn to straddle his lap and your hand come up to cradle his face before you lean in and give him the sweetest kiss you can. “Win or lose, I’m always proud of you Nicollas.” You whisper against his lips when you pull away, one hand come up to brush his wavy hair out of his face.

Meian walks into the bathroom then, taking in Romero’s face before coming to kneel beside the bathtub. Reaching out Meian cups Romero’s face pulling him into a loving kiss before pulling away to kiss you as well. “Come on you two, time to get out.” Meian says after pulling away. Romero helps you from the tub and wraps a towel around you as Meian lets out the bath water. Both men help you dry off and get into bed, forgoing clothes in favor of sharing body heat. As you lay between your two men, your back against Meian’s chest and Romero’s cheek press between your breasts, you easily relax. Meian drops kisses on the top of your head as you run your fingers through Romero’s hair, the three of you whisper words of love to each other as sleep claims each of you one by one.

**Extra**

Whatever Meian expected to see when he got home the evening before the big game it was not this. This being Romero having you bent over the couch, screaming his name out while wearing his Adlers jersey. Reverse Uno for the win. Well played Romero.

[barnesbabee]

ATEEZ React - You Tease Them In Public

A/N: Never done this before, trying something new, hope yall like it. Enjoy 💖

ꜱᴇᴏɴɢʜᴡᴀ

You and Seonghwa were strolling around the park after a date

He’d dressed up a little too well, and the way his pants fit his thighs got you in a needy mood,  so you decided to tease him a little

Seonghwa stopped walking when he notitced you had dropped something, unaware of your subtle dirty smile

he watched you curiously as you bent down, and perked your ass up, purposely sliding your skirt up

The view of your white lace panties sparked something in Seonghwa

He bit his lip and his face displayed a displeased expression

“Whoops!” You told your boyfriend when you stood back up and fixed your clothes

How did you dare do something like this to him in public?

Seonghwa approached you and grabbed your ass

His hand quickly slid down to grab your clothed crotch

His thumb grazed over your core a couple times as you walked

Seonghwa leaned in and whispered in your ear

“You wanna tease me in public? Hm? My pretty little slut, you’re going to get punished for that.”

ʜᴏɴɢᴊᴏᴏɴɢ

When your hand brushed past his thigh he’d ignore it, seeing as you two were in a crowded mall and there wasn’t much roaming space

But when your hand would eventually come in contact with his crotch for a little longer than it should’ve his cheeks heat up

He would be a little embarrassed and shy for a second

His face would have a little pink tint to it and his eyes widened slightly because of your unexpected behaviour

But the second he laid eyes on your mischievous grin and heard your teasing giggles his behavior would shift, just like the switch he is

In his head he was already planning all of the things he’d do to you, as his eyes hungrily scanned your body

Your hand teased him a couple more times, tracing his waistline, brushing past his thigh, grabbing his clothed cock...

He waited to make a move until you had stopped in front of an item to admire it

Hongjoong would grab your waist and pull you back to whisper in your ear

“Is this funny to you? Because you won’t be laughing when we get home.”

ʏᴜɴʜᴏ

Yunho had asked you to come shopping with him and he swore it wouldn’t take long

But you would soon find that to be a lie 

You were beyond bored, and so you’d decide to punish him for tricking you like that 

You waited for him to pick a shirt he liked and get into one of the dressing rooms 

Yunho was confused at first when you slid inside the small room with him

But when you pushed him against a wall and rubbed your thigh against his crotch he understood

His hands held your waist and he closed his eyes, taking in the bliss of your lips kissing his neck

You would feel his hips roll against your thigh, begging for more, and his breathing would grow heavier

Even though you were enjoying his beautiful sounds and his neediness, you suddenly pulled away

You giggled at the tall, perplexed man and winked at him

As you turned around to leave, Yunho grabbed a fist of your hair and tugged on it, with just enough strength so you’d fall back into his arms yet  so it would be painless

“Finish the job baby.”

ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ

Yeosang was a very shy man, and you loved to bring out his dominant side

It would usually only come out when the two of you were alone however, so you decided to try something 

Yeosang was peacefully eating his ice cream when some of it dripped down his chin and onto his neck

“Oh! Yeosangie, you’re all dirty!” You told him innocently

Your lips neared his neck and you stuck out your tongue

As your hand was placed dangeously close to his dick, your tongue licked from the bottom of his neck to his chin, lingering a little longer on some spots to leave a few soft bites

When you pulled away you made sure to give his crotch a squeeze

Your innocent smile fell a little when you saw the lust in his eyes

Yeosang grabbed your hand and placed it back where it was

“Weren’t you so eager to do it? Keep on going then.” 

ᴍɪɴɢɪ 

Mingi had been sick a couple days ago and his voice was still coming back

But hearing his deep voice become groggy and raspy was like a dream come true

“Baby, do you wanna go to the arcade?”

The pet name he called you with that demonic, sinful voice of his made something tingle in you

You just nodded and he grabbed your hand as you walked towards the game room

Mingi was teaching you how to play one of the video games, his arms wrapped around you as his hands guided yours

The position you two were in along with his voice gave you the perfect opportunity, and fueled you to tease him 

You pressed your ass against his dick and moved it slowly against his growing hard on

The grip he had around your hands tightened and you could feel his breathing become heavier

Mingi dipped his head in the crook of your neck and he left a small bite on your skin

“Don’t do this baby, I’ll take you right here, right now.”

ꜱᴀɴ 

You were his date for a dinner party his company had organised 

Although it was usually very fun to hang out with the eight of them, this time all of the staff, their boss and colleagues were present 

It was a little boring, and by the time they started serving the food you were already exhausted with all the small talk

You bit your lip as an idea to make the dinner more interesting popped into your mind

You placed your hand of San’s thigh softly

He eyed you for a second but dismissed it, as you’d usually place your hand on his leg out of habit

But when your hand started going up slowly, eventually teasing him by rubbing your thumb on his hip bone he threw you a dangerous look

You kept your conversation with one of the hair stylists, pretending you couldn’t see his warning look

Your hand eventually made its way to his crotch area

It rested there for a second, imoble

You then applied some pressure to his rising erection and moved your hand with slow movements

San lowered his head, in an attempt to hide his pleasure-filled face

Suddenly, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside a man’s bathroom stall

His face was rough, and a mere milimeters away from your own

“You wanna act like a brat, I’ll treat you like one.”

ᴡᴏᴏʏᴏᴜɴɢ 

Wooyoung would be big on teasing you, everywhere and anywhere, he just liked to see your reaction 

One day you decided to play along his twisted game

He had invited you to watch them practice for the new comeback 

A bunch of other people were watching them (staff, coreographers, producers, his boss)

 Wooyoung noticed you among the crowd, it was just plain to see he was up to no good, his little smirk gave it away

The second he spotted you, his dancing became visibly dirtier, and the way he moved his body was almost too sexual

Once the music stopped he’s make his way to you

He’d kiss your cheek and bite it subtly, so no one would notice

His sneaky hand would pinch your waist slightly

He would expect you to have the same old reaction: a cute blush on your cheeks and your eyes avoiding his 

But he was shocked to find you staring deeply into his eyes with a smirk

Your finger hooked on the waistband of his joggers (and boxers as well)

You tugged on the elastic strap and let go of it, allowing it to slap against his skin

“You did so well baby...” You whispered in his ear and bit his earlobe

“If you keep acting this irresistible I might not be able to stop myself.”

ᴊᴏɴɢʜᴏ

You hated how everyone saw Jongho as this cute little angel, when in reality he teased you made you scream his name effortlessly once you two were alone

You’d somehow conviced him to go shopping with you, and when your eyes spotted lingerie, an idea popped into your head

You smirked mischieviously, without him noticing

The second you saw the Victoria’s Secret store in the distance, you pulled him inside

Your eyes lingered on the figures in display

Jongho was already feeling aroused, imagining you wearing those little pieces for him

You noticed this by the faint blush on his cheeks and bit your lip

“Jongho, baby, wouldn’t I look good in this?” You asked, holding up a pair of red, see through, brazilian panties

You pressed your chest against his

Jongho let out a heavy, lust-filled sigh and bit his lip, his eyes never leaving the piece of fabric in your hands

“Wouldn’t I look good wearing these, all spread out for you, moaning your name?” You whispered in his ear

Jongho tensed up, and you pressed your thigh against his crotch 

He smirked and harshly grabbed a handful of your ass

“I’ll buy them for you, after all, once I’m done with you tonight you’ll need a new pair.”

[nina-wrote-this]

Last Romance - One Shot.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader 

Summary: You move on after Thanos’s Snap, but a ghost from the past still wants to make things right. 

Warnings: Sadness, break up and a lot of melancholic ;)

Word count: 1,555

A/N: Hello, loveees! So, this is my first Bucky One Shot and I have this idea after having a dream with Sebastian Stan :) I also used two songs as inspiration: Long Break – Moody Woody and Último Romance / Last Romance – Los Hermanos (they are my favorite Alt-Rock Brazilian band). I’ll put the links below the GIF and if you want to listen while read, it will be an even better experience! I hope you guys enjoy and let me know what you think! If you find any typos, please let me know (English isn’t my mother tongue)!  

INFINITY WAR AND ENDGAME SPOILERS AHEAD!

Song’s links: Long Break - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mGh_Iyw6fgI | Último Romance - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=27TT85GA9VM 

Telluride, Colorado.

2 years after they come back.

“Thank you, Mrs. Bradley! Have a good night!” You gently said getting the heavy paper bags with all the fresh ingredients for your wedding anniversary.

“For you too, Darling! Enjoy your husband!” The old lady smirks.

“You can count on that!”

Your life was perfect now. After Stark’s death and all the story with Thanos, most part of the heroes and allies decide to get there retire, and you are one of this people.

You cross the country moving from the Avengers compound to a small town in Colorado, laying down your weapons and abilities and getting your brushes and canvas. At somehow, you were still trying to save people, but now using art.

And you have him. The man who give you more than you expect: love, safety, partnership and calm. Blake was amazing. You two rebuild yourselves together when everything happened.

Blake used to be an Interpol agent and his wife and daughter died in a car crash when the Snap happened, there uber's driver faded away and the car fell off a cliff.

You two found each other in the help group Steve used to organized. You moved in together, you grow together, you cried together and fight together against your own demons. Blake supported your decision to risk your life on the time travel and fight the battle even knowing that the first man you ever loved would come back. Blake would love you regardless of the choice you would have made.

And you choose Blake, he was your future.  

You drive through the shy suburb of the small town, and thank for being there.  

At the end of the street, was your house. A yellow wood little house in the middle of a large grassy rectangle, surrounded by hibiscus and white roses.  

Soon you get in, you start putting your plans in action. Pasta, broccoli, tomatoes, lettuce, Blake's favorite – weird – cheese, 3 bottles of wine. Cut, cook, wash, decorate, another glass of wine… shit, I can’t get high yet.

The music that was playing on the living room suddenly stopped and a strange familiar metal sound came to your ears.  

After years surrounded by wars, crazy insane Titans, Hydra and Shield, your mind was pretty fucked up. So, yes, a nosy sound was something to worry about.

You walked slowly following what was bordering your thoughts, but you didn’t have to do too much. Just few steps, and you see him in the corner of the room. I’ll always be in the shadows, babe. The memory of his voice hits your mind like a shoot.

“You scare me…” You took one last sip of your wine.

“Your place is beautiful.” His eyes were haunted and his voice come out like a whisper.

You nodded smiling.  

“How are you?” He tried to approach but stopped himself.

“Good. You know, retirement does me good.” You cross your arms, protecting yourself from your old feelings. “And you, how have you been? Still living in Wakanda?”

He faced the floor taking a deep breath.  

“I… I left Wakanda right after you…” He hesitated and you knew why. “I'm working with Sam now.”

You try to keep smiling, but your eyes meet with his, and you could read them like an open book: He was broken.  

James has a fucked up brain, he has his issues and Hydra problems, but the way he looked like now was something deeper. Years before, you saw this same look but was in your own eyes, every damn day, when you woke up and see yourself on the mirror.  

He was alone, he missed you.

“James, say it.” You broke the silence and he frowned. “You invade my house at the exact moment my husband isn’t. The only thing that motivated you to came here is because you probably have something to say. So, please… Just say it!”

“I miss you!” He didn’t even search for the right words. “And I want you back. I need you back!”  

“Don't!” You turn your back to him walking back to the kitchen. “Don't tell me you come here today to say this after all these two years, James.”  

For the first time he come closer to you.

“What did you expect?” He asked confuse. “Y/N, do you really think I'm doing this for fun? You know this isn't easy for me, talk about these things, and I know you can read me easily than anyone.” He said fast.

“James, I know you're in pain. But, if is hard for you, believe me, it’s two times harder for me.” You point your finger to him. "For you was like fall asleep for a couple of hours, but for us, for me, was and still being an eternity.” Tears already falling in the corner of your eyes.

“So, what was the purpose, Y/N? Bring me back, so you could feel good to yourself and return to your happy fake life?” His voice sounded disappointed and his metal arm fisted against the sink. “эгоистичный!”

Your heart broke in little pieces and the control was gone.

"Don't you dare call me selfish!" Your voice was cracking and the regret filled his eyes. "Did you really think that I left you because I don't love you anymore?"

He took a long breath, and you try to hide your tears.

“You still love me?” He gets closer to you without losing the fragile eye contact.

“Is this matter now?” Your eyes break the contact running the kitchen and your hands falling down in redemption. “Don’t hurt yourself, моя любовь.” You asked.

He placed his hands on each side of your face and bring to his chest. The cold of the leather jacket in contact with your skin sent a shiver down your spine.

Even knowing this was – at somehow – wrong, you let yourself relax on his embracing. James was warm, his muscles created a protective barrier around you and his fingers caressed your body looking for all the parts where your skin were naked for him. Your arms crossed around his neck and on tiptoes you barred your face on his shoulder.

“You cut your hair…” Your cracking voice whisper to him trying to break the tension, while you run your hand through his hair strands.

“Like you always suggest.” He smirked bringing you to face him. Yours foreheads touched and his eyes found your soul. “Come back, Y/N! I do anything to have you back, моя любовь…” His lips brushed against yours. “Whatever you want, just tell me, and we will do it, okay?”

For a couple of seconds, you imagined your life with James. Maybe both of you living in a big farm, waking up together, getting back the time you two lost. Kisses, shy touches, his overprotection full time, your crazy manias and his strange neuroses. Was perfect. Was much better than the time you guys lived in Wakanda.  

But was too late.  

You were sure you didn’t take the break up decision alone. You have asked him what life he wanted for himself and he choose to continue Steve's legacy, but you wasn’t available to live that kind of life anymore. Follow different ways was the best decision.

He tried to kiss you hardly, but you get back.

“I can’t, James…” You grabbed his black shit. “We can’t…” He closed his eyes and kissed your forehead. He felt the goodbye was happening again.  

The car's engine rumbled on the garage bringing you back to reality. Blake was arriving home.

“Y/N, we can…” James tried, but you knew what you have to do.

“Go.” You direct to the backyard door. “Now!”

“Where is my beautiful, lovely, super hot wife?” Blake screamed at the front door.

James leaves the house without looking to you, without any noise.

You clean the tears of your face, put on the best happy face and waited for your husband get in the kitchen.

“There she is!” His sexy voice said.

You turn around and there was Blake: dressed with his Professor social attire, flowers in one hand.  

Blake you’re perfect.  

“Hello, Mister sexy voice!” You kissed him slowly and intense.

But you’re not James…

He gets his hands free and finally hold you spinning around ourselves.

“You okay, honey?” He took a look on your eyes. “Looks like you cried, or something like that… Is everything good?”

Blake is perfect.

“Yes, honey!” You smile shooking your head and squeezing your eyes. “It’s just the wine!”

But he is not James…

The living player come back with the song. Último Romance / Last Romance, Los Hermanos. Your honeymoon song.

“Right on time!” Blake automatically pressed his body against yours and start following the music melody, singing slowly.

“I love you, Y/N. Happy wedding anniversary!” He kissed your neck.

“I love you too, honey. Thanks for everything…” You rest your head on his shoulder.

You two stayed on that moment, seams like forever. When your eyes find the kitchen’s window you locked on James's eyes, staring your perfect moment.

“E ninguém dirá que é tarde demais / And no one will say it’s too late

Que é tão diferente assim / That’s so different

Do nosso amor a gente é que sabe / About our love, is us who knows”

*******************************************************************************************

A/N: What you guys think about some continues of this one shot? Maybe like, Y/N and Bucky's  time living in Wakanda, or Y/N’s wedding day, Y/N and Bucky’s break up... I really enjoy write this story ahahahah :) 

[echo-three-one]

A Forgotten Memory

An Alex x OC fic

Chapter Eleven (Wow I initially planned to end it at 10)

Zelda Link to Chapter 1 (along with directory) here

Reviews and Corrections appreciated as I love to grow as an author.

Enjoy~

XI - Alex

The long walk toward the highest point of the forest was quiet and awkward. Guess that happens after the first time couples do it and Alex assumed she was just adjusting. She did tell him it was quite a while since she done it. So he did what's best to keep the awkwarness at minimum by initiating conversation.

"Samantha, you've been umm... quiet since we left. Is there any problem? Are you hurt?" Alex finally asked, scratching his chin while doing so.

Samantha quickly turned to her side as Alex turned his head on her.

"I'm fine, Alex. It's just... I'm just thinking about things..." she trailed off, touching some leaves as they walked.

Alex turned his head back to the path and sighed. When a woman thinks about something, it goes a lot more way back, someone from the CIA once told him that they're expert history seekers and Alex thought maybe it's something he said way back. And they always converse back in the safehouse.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Alex asked, picking up a flat rock, pretending it's a penny. Samantha chuckled and grabbed the 'penny', looking at him with utmost adoration. This guy may be all tough looking, but he's actually a caring person, it makes it harder for her to move on once it's all over.

"Fine, I'll bite." she replied, gripping the penny tight.

"What would happen to us when this is all over?" She asked. Alex stopped in his tracks and turned to her.

"You mean us? Right? This thing we're having?" he clarified, pointing to the both of them.

"Well, I'm bound to take a break after this mission. I was actually planning to ask you out on a vacation, if that's okay with you." He replied, the tone of his voice sounded shy as he scratched the back of his head, avoiding eye contact.

Silence.

Alex patiently waited for her response, hoping she'd say yes as they continued on the trail. He started to feel nervous as the general consensus running in his thoughts is going to be a solid 'NO'.

Alex leaned on a huge tree atop the highest possible vantage point, exhaling away the exhaustion. He then felt her smooth arms wrapped around him, and her face buried on his back.

"I know you want this to work..." She croaked.

"... and I know in my heart that I do too..." She sobbed.

"...but I can't live loving you with worry in my heart..." Alex grabbed her hand and locked his on hers.

"... and I don't want to be the reason that you'll stop saving the world. I know you want that. It's your job to. It's what you built your whole life to become..." Tears started falling again. Alex sighed and turned back as he wrapped his arms around her tight.

"I'd love to make it work between us. I know you could feel that." He assured, rubbing her back and resting his chin on her head.

"... I love you, Alex. I really do... but if you're still in the line of fire after all this then I can't handle it. The feeling of anxiousness, the constant question if you'll ever come back in one piece. Not after what I've experienced before." Alex sighed. She made sense and he respected it. She's been through a lot moving on from his ex who died in an accident, and considering Alex's line of work, he's just going to make her worry.

He couldn't fight the tears as the realization set in. He could feel his knees weaken and they both slowly knelt and cried. Even though the CIA trained Alex on suppressing emotion, he couldn't help but feel a love that's not meant to be. But then again, they both knew this was bound to happen, they both agreed to feel the pain of goodbye, but they never knew it would hurt this bad.

"I love you too." He whispered as she looked up to him.

"Let's go. I still have to escort you to safety." He smiled, his eyes were still red from the tears, but no matter what, Samantha swore to herself that she's never going to forget his longing stare.

~

Alex pointed at the looming building not too far from them, civilization a glimmer of hope sparkled in his eyes. He noted that they were both hungry and the thick forestry wasn't able to provide food. They'll have to reach there soon before they run out of energy.

"Just a few more clicks - er.. yards." he turned to Samantha, who's hands are already on her knees and panting heavily.

"Can we take a break? I'm really exhausted." she whined, Alex quickly lifted her on his back causing her to yelp in surprise.

"You're okay with this?" He asked, letting out a little chuckle.

"Won't you get tired? I'm kinda heavy, you know."

"You're making me look like I'm not a soldier! Just trust me, okay?" he remarked as they continued their trail to the nearby village.

"If you insist." She pouted, comfortably leaning her body on Alex. Leaves rustled as they forged their own path to the tall building Alex saw by the hilltop. Samantha took this time to enjoy the quiet hum of the forest mixed with Alex's breathing.

"What about you? What would you do when all of this is over?" He asked, breaking the silence. She chuckled at the question, then silence followed.

"I'm for sure be back in that big house again, like a caged bird yearning for freedom." she said, looking up at the sky as a flock of birds pass by opposite the slow movement of the clouds.

"It took me years to fight for that freedom only to be stripped away from me... Sometimes, I wish I wasn't born with a very important person as a parent. It sucks." she sighed, leaning back to Alex, savoring the last moments she could do it to him. As promised, once she is home safe, their little getaway romance will all be over.

Alex slightly turned his head to her, smiling as he felt her breathing slowed down. He let her take this moment to rest for a while. The forest has exhausted them physically, mentally and romantically, and Alex was more than willing to carry her out of this place.

"Hey sleepyhead." Alex nudged her as she slowly woke up, panicking as she wiped off her drooling mouth.

"I hope whatever you're dreaming of was drool-worthy." he winked at her, making her blush in embarrassment.

"Well, maybe it wasn't you. So don't be too cocky." She retorted, looking around.

"Where are we?"

"In a small local town somewhere in Brazil. Based on the Portuguese people and the kids playing soccer, or uh.. Football." he replied, pointing his thumbs by the children.

"Wish we had money. I'm so hungry, I could smell everything in here." the CIA Agent looked at her with worry. Samantha looked down in dissappointment and soon realized that she might solve their problem.

"Here. Find someone who could buy this." She handed him her pendant. At first, Alex hesitated, insisting that she doesn't have to do it but his mind soon changed as he heard her stomach growl like a lion.

"Come on. Let's get you something to eat." Alex grabbed her hand as they ventured the crowded marketplace. Samantha was really impressed on how Alex was able to quickly communicate and understand the people. One person led them to another as they finally made their way to a pawnshop. Then the next thing she knew they were already booked into a small inn and was seated on it's ground floor's mini restaurant.

Alex gave a thumbs up at the chef as he served the final meal missing from their order. Samantha was clearly amazed on how Alex managed to whip up a feast from just a piece of rock hanging on her neck. She smiled as she saw Alex hungrily scarfed down his order, and started eating on her own.

"We actually got a few extra more Brazilian Real to buy some clothes. Whatever that was in thay necklace was worth a lot." He looked at her, rice stuck on his moustache. Samantha laughed as she picked up the piece of grain from his face.

"It was a gift from my Father. Figured it would come in handy when the time comes. I'm actually happy I wore it before all of this. I wanted to get rid of it while we were on the ocean. So I guess it's a win-win for me." She replied, continuing her food.

"Let's not talk about this. Okay?" she added just before Alex could open his mouth. He then nodded and respected her privacy.

Alex was starting to feel her getting distant and he realized that she's not willing to take any more risks on him because she's afraid of committing to someone who has a high risk of not being able to come back to her again. Alex wanted to talk her out of it and ensure her safety, but it wouldn't be fair. He now understood what the song meant when it said "If you love me, let me go.."

[low-budget-korra]

Let's Talk about Korrasami (again)

I am almost sure that I have already commented on this before but here I going to do it again. And this time I'm going to give my opinion in some more controversial points.

First of all FUCK YOU if you think they aren't good lgbt representation just because they didn't spend the whole show kissing each other and if you only counter lgbt representation characters who does that, you are so wrong because over sexualize lgbt couples and character is wrong as fuck. And doing this to a wlw couple is double wrong because wlw couple already suffers a lot by being fetichized by straight man.

And if TODAY we have more representation with more physical contact between the gays is because in 2014 there's this show that dares to make something different and unique, knowing damn well how important was the step they are making. This was even before gay marriage was legal in all US.

Oh and let me just quote how important it is that this wlw has woman of color in it. As much as i like the old classic white brunette and white blonde couple, see a brown woman in a wlw couple was so damn import to me as a brown woman myself ( I'm not saying I'm native or something. I'm brazilian, mixed and my skin is brown. That's basically all i know about my race)

So Korrasami is a pioneer and it is still so important. That's a fact.

Now this is a more controversial point. First of all I gonna say that Korra and Asami are both CANNONICALLY BISSEXUAL but with the material it was given to us as audience i don't blame those ones who thinks Asami is the bissexual one while Korra was a lesbian caught in an compulsive heterosexual relationship with Mako.

And I don't blame those fans because Compulsive heterosexuality is a real thing and because back in 2014 it was something that basically wasn't talked about it at all, and because - as i said before - the show let some things to let to this interpretation just as how Korra fell in love with Mako basically because he was the hot guy and had zero emotional connection with him, at least not that type of connection a couple should have, different from Asami who fell in love with him and did seemed to share more emotional connection with him and known more about what she was doing when she choose to date him

But with that said is important to highlight that Korra and Asami are both CANNONICALLY BISSEXUALS and it's okay to have your own thoughts about that but this thoughts can't erase the fact that they are bissexuals. Especially because Korrasami is important to the bissexual representation.

I know that this may seemed an controversial idea like how can you consider Korra and Asami as cannonaly bissexual and have thoughts about Korra may not being bissexual, but they can coexist. Just respect what is cannon and consider your theories as just that: theories. And those theories CANT be as important as what is actually cannon.

With all that said I just think is beautiful how Korrasami managed to be both enemies to lovers and friends to lovers - more especifically - enemies to friends to lovers.

Ps: My opinion is no way near the absolute truth, the ONLY thing that you HAVE to take as the truth is that Korra and Asami are both CANNONICALY BISSEXUALS.

Ps: The next let's talk about I will talk about the importante of the so hated love triangle

[doomedandstoned]

In Conversation with KOMATSU

~By Willem Verhappen~

Photo by Patrick Spruytenburg

For the past decade or so, super massive mothersludgers KOMATSU have been crushing eardrums and bulldozing down venues all around the world. While early releases of the Eindhoven, the Netherlands based band, like their 2011 self-titled EP and 'Manu Armata' (2013 - Suburban Records), display a relentless combination of stonerized sludge that lives up to the band's name, Komatsu always kept evolving and expanding their sound.

Their latest record, 'Rose of Jericho' (2021 - Heavy Psych Records), is on the one hand a natural successor to 2018's 'A New Horizon' (Argonauta Records), but surprisingly also introduces the listener to a more rocking side of the band. I had the chance to sit down with vocalist/guitarist Mo Truijens and guitarist Mathijs Bodt and after some chit-chat, we went to talk about the new record, the impact of the COVID-19 crisis and much more.

KOMATSU - Rose Of Jericho by HEAVY PSYCH SOUNDS Records

Last year, I was in contact with your bass-player, Martijn Mansvelders, and he told me you were impacted pretty bad by the corona measures.

Mathijs: Indeed. Our entire planning basically went down the drain. It started with the last bits of our recording process. We started recording during Carnaval [the end of February] at the Anker Studio in Eindhoven with Peter van Elderen (TankZilla, formerly of Peter Pan Speedrock). Things went very well and we were just at the point where we could start recording the vocals when COVID hit. Usually, there's always one of us present to oversee the process, but that wasn't allowed. After that you get into the mixing process, where usually the entire band is involved and in the studio. As you can imagine, that didn't go through.

Mo: In this case, it was mostly just me who was there. Also because we still had to do the vocals and the mixing of the vocals.

Mathijs: Right, and we got the mix-downs sent to us after which we had to write down and send in our comments. That took a bit longer than expected, but it worked out nice.But like you said, we had planned to release the record during the summer, do a Brazilian tour in September, followed by a release show, here in Eindhoven at the Effenaar. After that we were going to do a two-week tour through Europe. Initially the release show was planned for October 15th, but that got postponed until January, then early February, then the end of February, then the 12th of June, but thanks to the test events we can finally present our record, which was released in February, on the 25th of April.

Mo: What's nice is that this is certain. We don't know whether we'd be allowed to play on June 12th, but April 25th is certain. We found that we couldn't keep on postponing the date, so we decided that if we couldn't play then, there wouldn't be a release show. You can imagine that we're in a rush now with rehearsals, because we were thinking "soon", but now it's happening "very soon".

Mathijs: You have a point there. You're saying we rehearsed a bit, but we couldn't rehearse in our own rehearsal room. Even with the 1.5 meter distance and a face-mask, we weren't allowed to be in there with four people. I believe we've only had 6 rehearsals.

Mo: The good thing is that we're allowed to rehearse now, because currently we're a performing act. I've checked it with the authorities and it's allowed.

You already mentioned that Peter van Elderen produced the record. What was his influence on the process?

Mo: He has a good view on songs and regarding the vocals, while I had rough ideas, he really helped me improve them. He was a great help.

Mathijs: Of course we also have quite a history with Peter. Mo and Peter used to play in Repomen together and I used to be a roadie for Peter Pan. We know him through things like PopEI, Speedfest, Peter Pan, Repomen.

Mo: The circle is complete, so to say. And Pieter [Kloos] eventually did the mastering. It doesn't get more Eindhoven than that.

Mathijs: We recorded the previous two records with Pieter. That worked out great, but for this one, we wanted to try something different. Not because it didn't work out with Pieter, but we just wanted to try something different this time. Peter was heavily involved from the start and he joined our rehearsals and such. We recorded the record in just over a day and a half. Everything is live, with some guitar overdubs added afterwards.

Mo: We finished those overdubs just before the lock-down started, so all the music was recorded.

Mathijs: I think we spent three, three and a half days on the music, so that was a relatively quick process.

The album title, 'Rose of Jericho' (2021), is a symbol of resurrection. I can imagine that relates directly to your new sound.

Mo: Yes, there is certainly more variation and dynamics on the record.

Mathijs: The rose of Jericho, or resurrection plant, is a plant that can go without water for ten, fifteen years. When it receives water it pops back up as a flower. That concept really spoke to us, and that's why the instrumental title track has a bit of a western feel to it.

Mo: We really went for the desert atmosphere on that one. You can almost see the tumbleweed pass by during the intro. The track was originally meant to be called "Tumbleweed," but then I found out that Candybar Planet already has a song called "Tumbleweed." I still liked the desert idea, and eventually we renamed the track "Rose of Jericho."

Can we expect anything special for the release show?

Mo: We'll be playing all the tracks of the record live. In the past that wasn't always the case. I think a lot of these tracks will remain in our set. Of course we will revise our set when we're playing a real metal festival. We'll probably be playing more of our old stuff then, although the roughness is still there in the new tracks.

Mathijs: At some point you're starting to weigh your choices while writing songs. We want to be able to play them live, because we're still first and foremost a live band. That's where we really shine. This was also a period of reflection and we figured that we had fifty tracks on four records. You start listening to them in a different way and you come to the conclusion that we already have so many hard songs.

Mo: Martijn often says things like "This is a quiet song," but a quiet Komatsu song is still far from a quiet song.

Mathijs: We didn't plan on changing our style. It came together in quite an organic way, as a result of playing live, rehearsing and recording. The COVID period was also quite interesting in that regard, because Mo and I never stopped writing music, and we're currently at the point where we could start arranging songs for the next record.

'Rose of Jericho' is your first record on Heavy Psych Sounds. How did that collaboration come about?

Mo: Gabriele [Fiori] arranged a couple of tours for us, like the ones with Nick Oliveri and Duel.

Mathijs: The first tour after I joined the band was the one with Mondo Generator and he arranged the one with the Freeks, featuring Ruben Romano of Nebula and Fu Manchu. So we were already in contact and at some point we just called him.

Mo: Yeah, that was for the previous record, but for that one we ended up at Argonauta. Now we all just said, let's just do it.

Mathijs: It's really cool to be part of a roster like that, to be part of such a stoner family. Gabriele, one of the two people running HPS, also plays in Black Rainbows and to see how involved in the scene he is and what he does for the scene, to be a part of that is just amazing. We already had the connection through the stages we shared and the tours he arranged for us and this is just the next step. It's not the most logical step, but try and find a label where we perfectly fit in with our distinctive sound.

Mo: When we write music, we don't try to fit in the stoner, the metal, or whatever group. We just make the music we like. We don't have any rules from ourselves, telling us what we can and can't do.

Mathijs: In the end we just make the music the four band members like to make.

Photo by Patrick Spruytenburg

About that, what are your main influences?

Mo: The Melvins is a favorite of mine, especially their quirkiness. Of course there's a lot of stoner bands, but my roots are within 80's hardcore punk music. Due to the whole COVID thing I started collecting records again. I bought a new record player and now I'm searching Discogs for vinyl of records I used to love and used to have on cassette.

Mathijs: I think that I'm the biggest metalhead in the band. You [Mo] are the punk rocker, Martijn is the new-waver, even though he's also into old school hip-hop, and Jos [Roosen, drums]is a Tool fan and he used to play in Dreadlock Pussy. He and I went to the 25th anniversary show of Machine Head's 'Burn My Eyes' together. He's into that as well. He's also really into metal, but also bands like Helmet. I have quite a broad taste. I'm really into Cannibal Corpse, but I also like the Melvins. I actually met Mo at a Melvins show and a week later I got a call on whether I would like to join his band. The Black Sabbath influence is also clearly present on Rose of Jericho. That first riff is basically a Sabbath riff.

Mo: Sabbath is the mother of all metal bands. I saw Blue Cheer live at Roadburn once. It's slightly different, but from the same period, I think. Absolutely brilliant. They did an interview for the Top-2000 once, where they were still living in a house together, blowing and making music.

Mathijs: I also really like those genre-crossing bands, like High on Fire. They're metal, but also have stoner elements, together with some psych and some rock.

Mo: When I used to play in punk bands, there were set rules, but now I can do whatever I like.

Last question, did you guys discover any new music you're really into?

Mo: Absolutely, they've been around for a while already, but I recently discovered Helms Alee. They're a man and two women and they all sing. When they sing together it's just amazing. Mathijs also got me into Made Out of Babies, featuring Julie Christmas. I'm usually not a fan of female singers, but this is something else.

Mathijs: Yeah, I showed you the record she did with Cult of Luna. That's such an amazing record. Recently I've been listening a lot to a Finnish band called Oranssi Pazuzu, especially their latest record 'Mestarin kynsi'. There are so many different elements in there, it's really cool.

Mo: Recently I bought two Floor records. They've got three records, one that sounds like shit and two that are amazing. I got those on vinyl.

Mathijs: I'm also looking forward to the new Mastodon record. They made a record with the guy who produced the best Tool records and they say it will be far more sludgey, slow and doomy than their previous works.

The curfew is rapidly approaching, so I think it's time to wrap up. Thank you for this interview.

Mo: Thank you and see you later. Maybe later tonight in prison if we don't hurry up.

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