#deranged! bell

[levenxa]

Hidden Solace . . .🌹

// some Deranged! RingSash for the soul,,, :3

[isame-allen]

could you do Ds-deranged.exe au by @levenxa?

I got yo back dw

[leafykayo]

Learning to recognise your own face

[revvethasmythh]

you know, I'll admit I was a little gagged that Otohan was willing to gun for Imogen and leave her to bleed out, all things considered. it really makes me wonder what her dynamic with Liliana was like, from Liliana saying she was "surrounded by dangerous people" and Otohan being openly willing to hunt down and try to kill the person who was clearly Liliana's daughter. like. you would think that would garner quite a lot of ill will with Liliana and potentially create a schism in the top structure of her cult's leadership. But she was willing to do it and the only "hesitation" you could point to is her not finishing Imogen off the same way she did Chet, but she clearly had no qualms with killing Imogen. With that in mind, I can't imagine there was much love lost between Otohan and Liliana

[jaiette]

cinth and ardena 🔥

[holylulusworld]

Deranged Marriage (13) - Wedding bells - FIN

Summary: Your father wants you to choose a husband. Your chosen one doesn’t like the idea one bit.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x (Mafia daughter)! Reader

Warnings: language, strong/bratty reader, banter, sexual tension, enemies to lovers, still idiots in love, mentions of mafia business, implied smut, nakedness, fluff

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<< Part 12

“It’s a beautiful day, and I just fucked my bride,” Bucky singsongs as you watch him waltz around the bedroom. He gives you a wink. “Get up, doll. We are going to marry today.”

“Bucky, it’s too early to fuck with me,” you grumble. “I wanna sleep some more. Don’t think only as I allowed you to lick my pussy last night that you are forgiven.”

“Get. Out. Of. The. Bed.” Bucky points his index finger at you. “I’m not joking. We wasted enough time planning this wedding and hunting our enemies down. I want to make you mine officially too. Everyone must know your cute ass belongs to James Buchanan Barnes.”

“You mean your ass belongs to me,” you point out, and bury your face back into the pillow. “Now move your ass back here and sleep some more. I won’t marry you in your birth suit. I don’t even have a dress yet.”

“Aw, my grumpy dollface believes she’s in charge. Cute.” Bucky suddenly slaps your ass. You squeak and try to scramble away. “Get out of bed, Y/N. I won’t tell you again. Don’t make me wait.”

“I need a dress and a stylist. We didn’t send invitations. What kind of wedding shall this be, Barnes?”

“A shotgun wedding,” Bucky replies without missing a beat. “We will jump into my car, drive to Vegas and have the wedding you wanted.”

“Uh-I wanted a nice wedding, asshat. I won’t marry you without a dress, cake and all the shit mothers want for their daughters.” You sit up on the bed to glare at Bucky. “If you don’t give me a romantic wedding, you’ll never have sex with me in this century again.”

He smirks.

“I mean it, Bucky.”

He grabs the blanket and drags it off your body to his hungry eyes. Bucky licks his lips, and hums as you try to cover your modesty.

“Bucky,” you grunt. “I’m not joking. I want it all. The dress, cake, guests, a shit ton of flowers.”

“If you get up, we can talk about your dream wedding,” he pokes your naked ass with his index finger. “Come on, doll. I swear, you’ll love my surprise.”

You cross your arms over your chest. “I don’t like surprises. Not when it comes to you.”

“You’ll love that one.” He snickers. “Don’t you trust your beloved fiancé?”

“No.” 

“Y/N, trust me. You don’t want me to drag you out of bed today,” Bucky warns. “You won’t walk straight for a week when I get my hands on you this morning.”

You lick your lips. Is it worth it to rile Bucky up some more? “Come and get me. I want to see you put your hands on me while my daddy is around.”

“Remember, you asked for this.”

Bucky lunges forward. He tries to grab your ankles, but you are halfway out of bed before he gets the chance to touch you. You giggle and jump off the bed.

“Y/N!” He chases you around the bedroom, laughing as you are still stark naked. “You need to put clothes on!”

“Why?” you look over your shoulder. “Last night you didn’t mind seeing me naked. I won’t put clothes on.”

“Easy access,” he purrs, eyes dropping toward your crotch. “How about I give you another beard burn before I drag your naked ass out of the bedroom to show your daddy what a bad girl you are.”

Considering his offer, you look at Bucky’s mouth. He darts his tongue out, making you shudder as you remember how he went down on you last night.

“I want a real wedding, Bucky. Not some shotgun shit.” You pout. “If you want me to be yours, give me something to remember…”

It took Bucky two hours, his mouth, and three orgasms he pressed out of you to convince you to leave the bedroom.

“Keep your eyes closed,” he whispers in your ear. “No cheating.”

“Bucky, I swear if you try to trick me, I won’t suck your dick ever again,” you grumble.

Bucky insisted on putting a blindfold around your eyes. He let you down the stairs, and now you are standing in the entrance hall, feeling like a fool.

“Babe, please don’t talk about sex now,” Bucky whispers in your ear. “I want to survive our wedding day.”

Bucky removes the blindfold and pecks your cheek. 

You blink a few times as your father hands you two first-class tickets. “Daddy?”

“If you stay here for your wedding, all of our enemies will try to attack you,” your father says. “Bucky and I decided that you will have the wedding you always dreamed of. A wild wedding.”

“What do you mean, Daddy?” 

“I want for you what I never had.” He gives you a sad smile. “Safety and a normal life. I will rule this empire with a strong hand. And if you decide to take it over one day, it’s yours. If not, I’m happy for you.”

“Daddy,” you swallow thickly, “I don’t want normal or safety. All I want is to be the ruthless bitch I am. You know that I can take down any enemy. I’m not some housewife.”

“Y/N,” your father wants to argue but you hold up your hand. 

“No. I won’t leave my home, or you. We will have a fucking huge wedding, and” you smirk darkly, “if someone tries to kill me on my wedding day, they will regret their birth.”

You turn around to fist Bucky’s jacket, making him smirk. “And you will help me with all the preparations. We start with buying the perfect dress.”

Bucky laughs when you bring him down for a messy kiss. “All for you, my queen…”

In the coming weeks, Bucky will help you prepare for the perfect wedding. 

Two months later, your father will lead you down the aisle…

If he ever retires, your father knows you are going to rule his empire like the queen you are…

THE END...

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[dyingcornerpixel]

imagine brainstorming ideas for who will take who's last name if you two get married! would you keep your last names or take the others? maybe even mash them together!

proship dni. op is a minor

[altcvnningham]

finally actually played the duga ending myself and i’m embarrassed to say how much joy i derived from watching adler hack up a lung for two full minutes bc i wouldn’t light his cigarette . idiot

[the-clay-quarters]

May I have a 🎲 for Cavendish? sharing butterflies with Vincent?

- @gmalaart

21. Wildcard, dealer's choice! A sort of sequel to a piece that nobody else has seen bcus I started it the literally day before these kiss asks and it's not done. You know the context, that's what matters xD

[Ask game]

[saintsenara]

if you’re still doing crack ships/rarepairs any thoughts on Ron/Katie Bell and Harry/Padma Patil

i always liked the idea of someone like katie with ron because she was a direct victim of voldemort’s too and could relate to some of what he went through. i like padma for the opposite reason. she’s around enough to know a lot of what went down without needing it explained to her (DA, final battle etc) but separated enough that harry could still have a normal adult life without having it brought up all in every aspect of their lives

thank you very much for the ask, anon!

when it comes to katie bell/ron weasley, i will confess to being quite compelled by your premise [the couple who get fucked up by cursed jewellery together stay together... as i shall say if i ever ask someone to marry me], but i'm actually choosing to believe it's plausible on the basis of her doing this in half-blood prince:

"Don't be stupid," said Harry, "you don't need to try out, I've watched you play for five years..." "You mustn't start off like that," she said warningly. "For all you know, there's someone much better than me out there. Good teams have been ruined before now because Captains just kept playing the old faces, or letting in their friends..." Ron looked a little uncomfortable and began playing with the Fanged Frisbee Hermione had taken from the fourth-year student. It zoomed around the common room, snarling and attempting to take bites of the tapestry. 

this is so obviously aimed at ron that we can take it as a textbook example of acting up in an effort to get the object of your affections to storm over, say "think i'm only keeper because Ii'm harry's friend, do you? well watch this", throw you over his shoulder, and demonstrate his talent in front of the rings. as it were.

so i'm gutted for katie that this subtlety was slightly beyond ron.

padma patil/harry potter

padma deserves peace. she's not spending another second socialising with ron, which would be impossible if her boyfriend was his best friend.

[levenxa]

ds-deranged.exe : BAD ENDING

{ R E G R E T }

The [Bad Ending] focuses on the side conflict, Bell & Terror.

As the Council works to eliminate the criminals (being Ezzra & Ribbon), Riibo unfortunately gets lured into a building where she is killed by the council.

Bell ends up finding out, and with the amount of emotional distress—Terror’s seizes full control.

Starting a series of events that takes down the timeline…

First goes the council, then goes Dioxxi & Annika, then Iddriss & Ezzra.

The end of the world goes by as glitch after glitch destroys and eradicates everything in its path…

Leaving just a cliff, and a deep blue void…

Bell argues against Terror’s plans once he gains a bit of control again, as he realizes the only way to free himself…

He jumps off into the empty abyss, replicating the fall Terror should’ve died from, ending both of their lives.

[nachosforfree]

I like to think this is the conversations Kris would have with Sans at the grocery store if they weren't being controlled by us

[words-writ-in-starlight]

No one has EVER earned a paycheck as much as Captain Xandis is earning their paycheck

[undead-knick-knack]

My only resolution for the new year 🖤💜

[atopvisenyashill]

sorry i’m still annoyed but like we really think if ned would have seen robert hit lyanna with his own two eyes he wouldn’t have done anything. that’s what we’re saying. that’s really what we’re all saying that’s really-

[holylulusworld]

Deranged Marriage (11) - For whom the bell tolls

Summary: Your father wants you to choose a husband. Your chosen one doesn’t like the idea one bit.

Pairing: Mobster!Bucky Barnes x (Mafia daughter)! Reader

Warnings: language, strong/bratty reader, banter, sexual tension, enemies to lovers, still idiots in love, light smut, unprotected sex, mentions of mafia business/killing people

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<< Part 10

“Fuck, this cunt,” he purrs as his thrusts become erratic. Just like all the nights before, Bucky wouldn’t keep his hands to himself. Or rather his insatiable dick. The mobster sinks his teeth in your neck, groaning through his orgasm. “I’ll never let you leave this bed again.”

You’re too exhausted to even lift your head. You just close your eyes and let the afterglow of your high take you to a better place. A place where your father’s life is not on the stake and the man you hated the most not days ago slips out of your sore cunt.

“Baby doll? What’s on your mind?” His tattooed forearms keep your upper body caged. You don’t fight him when he kisses your nose. It’s no use. You’re too weak to fight him right now. “Do you need more?” He grins as your eyes widen. “No? Maybe you want me to lick this pussy again?”

“Barnes, if you want to kill me, do it fast. I can’t take it anymore. “ You weakly push against his shoulders, making him chuckle. “Please. I need a break, or you’ll break me for real.”

“I already did, doll.” 

God. You hate that self-confident smirk on his face and the fact he made you cum five times tonight. He’s such an ass, but you can’t get enough of him.

“Yeah, well…give me a break. I need a warm shower, sleep, and no sex.”

“Fine. I’ll give you the rest of the night off. Tomorrow we will practice some more for our wedding night. I want you to be ruined the day I put a ring on your finger.” 

You suck in a breath. So far, you didn’t talk about the wedding and such. “What? I thought…” you trail off. “You want to marry? Why? Days ago, you wanted nothing to do with me.”

“I told you I wanted get hold of your father’s enemies out. We have Pierce and his minions. Steve and my men are after the others. By the end of the week, all of them will be dead.”

“Oh…” you whisper. “I didn’t know you planned on killing all of them.”

It’s not a secret that your family, Bucky, and all the people you grew up with run their business with an iron fist and a certain coldness. 

Killing someone to avenge to people they love, or to defend their territory is as normal to them as breathing. You’re different. That’s why you need someone like Bucky by your side. A reliable and strong partner who will kill for you.

“If you want to take over your father’s empire, you must grow a thicker skin. If someone wants to kill your family, you strike back. Hard. Fast. Merciless.” Bucky pecks your lips. “An eye for an eye, Y/N. I’ll make sure they pay for putting their hands on my girl.”

“Uh-they didn’t touch me.” You hastily say. “I mean…that tried to shoot me but…”

“Exactly,” he purrs against your lips. “They tried to hurt my girl and future wife. No one touches the ones I love…”

You hold your breath. Did he really say that? You blink a few times, not saying a word as this can’t be true. Bucky admitting his feelings must’ve something to do with the post-coital haze.

There is no way the cocky mobster is in love with you. “I guess,” you whisper. “I know daddy would kill them all too. That’s why…”

“You need me.” Bucky captures your lips in a soft kiss. “I’ll kill them all for you, baby doll. No one will ever try to hurt you, your family or take over your empire. I’m your protector. Always have been.”

“You didn’t protect me from bad sex,” you try to turn Bucky’s attention toward something else but the things he just said. He just smiles. “You could’ve dragged that guy out of the car and taken his place.”

He quirks a brow. “You weren’t ready to be mine back then. And I was with…”

“Natasha.” You wrinkle your nose. “I never liked her. And daddy had to burn our dining table because you fucked her on it.”

“Aw, I bet you wished it was you,” he teases. 

“In your dreams.”

“If only I could tame the brat inside of you,” he sighs. “You’d make the perfect trophy wife.” Bucky grins when you angrily stare up at him. “Alright, alright. Maybe you’re a pretty little housewife.”

“I’ll make you my pretty houseman,” you bite back. “You will get all the shiny things and all you have to do is to look pretty and get your dick up once in a while.”

“Where do I sign up?” Bucky smirks. “I’d love to be your pretty houseman. I make an omelet to die for.”

Four weeks later you stand in front of the window, Bucky’s arms wrapped tightly around your waistline. You’re watching the stray cat you and Bucky found some days ago as he is busy kissing along your neck.

“Hmm…you look so good in my shirt,” Bucky purrs in your ear. “The danger is over. We took care of all of them. But I want you to leave our home with a bodyguard.”

“I can’t believe it was Jake ratting us out. He saved me and dad that night,” you sniff. Jake Jensen was a good friend of yours. “Why would he do such a thing?”

“They had his niece, doll. I would kill myself if someone wants me to do so to save your life. Jake did what he had to do.”

“What will happen to him now?” you are afraid to think about Jensen’s fate. Yes, he ratted you, but only because they kidnapped his niece. 

“That’s up to your father. We freed his niece, and-“ Bucky sighs. “I don’t know. I understand his motives, but he almost got your father and you killed. It’s not my decision to make, Y/N. We will wait for your father to wake.”

“I don’t want Jake to end dead too. He only tried to save his niece. Jake doesn’t deserve this,” you sniffle. “Please. Can you not talk to daddy?”

“Baby doll, I can try but as I said; your father holds Jake’s fate in his hands.”

Bucky presses a soft kiss on top of your hair. “I’ll talk to him after he wakes. Maybe he’ll show mercy…”

"There is my sweet doll,” you look at Bucky as he walks inside the room. “So sexy and beautiful.”

“Buck, my father is right here,” you tut as Bucky wraps his arms around you from behind. He purrs and grinds into you. “Bucky…”

“I’ve missed you, Y/N.”

“Jesus, you are insatiable. We won’t have sex right in front of my unconscious dad!”   

“I won’t do such a thing in front of him. I may be a lot of things, but I’m not stupid enough to mess with your father,” he laughs in your neck. “He will wake soon. I’m sure about it. Let’s go to bed. It was a long day.”

“Dad? DADDY?” 

Right after Helen called for you and Bucky, you run inside the room to watch her help your father sit up. “Daddy?”

“He’s still weak, and won’t be able to talk much,” Helen warns. “You can talk to him for a few minutes. But then you need to let him rest.”

“Is he out of the woods?” you cry. “Helen? Is he going to be fine?”

“I think so.” Helen checks on your father’s pulse. “He’s a fighter, and too stubborn to die, Y/N.”

“Sweetie,” your father croaks. 

“Daddy.” You wrap your arms around his neck and pepper kisses all over his face. “I was so scared. Never do this again.”

“Sir,” Bucky nods at your father. “We got them all. Including the rat. I kept your daughter safe as promised.”

“Buck, can you not talk about business right now? He just woke,” You tut. 

Your father chuckles as the attack didn’t break your spirit. “Y/N,” he coughs. “How are you?”

“Good. Unharmed. Uh-Barnes kept me safe. He’s not so bad…and…”

“We are going to marry, Sir. Your daughter tamed me.”

You jerk your head toward Bucky to glare at him. You wonder how he can say things like that with a straight face. “Bucky!”

“See, she’s already ordering me around.”

“We should let your father have a rest now,” Helen stops you from starting a fight in front of her patient.

“I’m so glad you are alright daddy,” you softly say. “I didn’t know what to do without you. Barnes is not man enough to keep up with me.”

Bucky grins as you wish your father a good night. He will find a way to punish you for the things you just said.

And you will enjoy every second…

>> Part 12

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