#god this was driving me nuts
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I had a thought…
What if Bucky got a sleeve tattoo on his flesh arm. His bulging muscles and all of that ink glistening with sweat after a workout. Imagine his controlled panting breaths when the needle punctures his skin. The way he kind of likes the pain and his lids drop lower, his eyes heavily on you as the tattoo artist marks his skin. It’s definitely a turn-on for him.
You enjoy sitting on the couch with him and absentmindedly tracing your nails over all of the lines on the tattoos, until you get transfixed on the art and just stare at his arm all night, tracing shapes. And he just watches you – he’s always just watching you.
But you’ve been having a particularly tough week and Bucky, to surprise you, comes home with a little present. You bite back a smile when he hands it to you and spot the faintest blush on his freckled cheeks. He seems nervous to give you the present, a bit sheepish.
You peel off the wrapping paper, already enamoured that he thought to give you something on a bad day, and you reveal a set of tattoo gel pens. A giggle spurts out of you and you look up at him with amusement dancing in your eyes. Bucky scratches the back on his neck with uncertainty in his eyes.
“It’s for my tattoos,” he starts and decides he should elaborate when you raise your brows at him. “You always like touching them and maybe you’d like to colour them in…”
Another laugh makes it past your lips and Bucky is satisfied enough at the sound. “They have glitter in them,” you tell him like he isn’t aware of the fact.
He shrugs, “I know. It’s… prettier.”
Your heart swells about thousand times its original size and you throw your arms around his neck. He hugs you back tightly, one hand moving to stroke your hair. The excitement alone is enough to settle something inside of him – the part of him that just wants to make sure you’re alright.
Later that evening, you’re watching a movie and whip out the pens. Bucky watches you with amusement as you pick out your colours and settle on your knees next to him. All focused and content, you colour each and every piece of his tattoos with beautiful, glittery colours. It’s a therapeutic activity, tracing the lines and watching the glitter shimmer. Bucky enjoys the gentle touches and the light tickling of the pens on his skin.
Both your knees press into the couch cushions, settled on each side of his arm and Bucky notices just how convenient his hand placement is. He watches your face and can’t help but inch his hand up against your thigh. He notices a small twitch in your face at the touch and the briefest of pauses in your movements, and Bucky has to bite back his smirk when you continue what you’re doing like nothing’s going on at all.
His thumb strokes up your thigh and his fingers toy with the thin fabric of your pyjama shorts. He knows for a fact you aren’t wearing any underwear underneath and he slips past the fabric to brush his fingers over your pussy. He’s delighted to find you wet and excited and explores you luxuriously, stroking and teasing as you continue to decorate him. Your breaths turn heavier and your hips twitch at his teasing. Bucky notices the frown on your face, your neediness visibly growing.
He leans closer and nuzzles his nose up your neck, smiling at the soft breath you let out. “You’re wet, baby,” he murmurs and you let out a soft noise. “Is the glitter turning you on?” he teases.
Just as you try to scoff at his teasing, his thumb presses into your clit and you clutch onto his bicep for something to keep you from sinking yourself down onto his hand. You roll your hips and Bucky takes it as his sign to keep going, steadily rolling his thumb over your clit until your thighs tremble.
His middle finger glides over your core and you clench tightly, gel pens completely forgotten when his mouth attaches itself to the sensitive skin in your neck. You whine softly and his finger pushes into you.
Bucky groans needily at the feel of you and his metal arm wraps around your waist to pull you closer. You climb over him until you’re fully straddling his lap and Bucky’s metal hand slides up your spine, into your hair. He pulls you down onto his lips and slips another finger into you, swallowing your moans greedily.
“Bucky,” you breathe against his mouth and he hums reassuringly.
His fingers curl into your spot and you find it hard to keep kissing him. But he presses you closer, his tongue delving into your mouth as his flesh hand continues to pump into you, the friction as he glides in and out driving you crazy.
“Feels good, huh?” His voice sounds cocky and a bit breathless as he presses your forehead to his, eyes piercing into yours. You’re fighting to keep your eyes open, your lips parted in pleasure. “Now who would I be if I didn’t use my hand for good when you make it look so pretty?” He smirks and slows his hand, the action somehow driving you that much closer to the edge. “And what better use for me than to make you feel good… There’s no better feeling than your cunt around my fingers, you know that?” Your hips stutter their movement at his filthy words and you give him pleading eyes.
Your belly tightens and your moans grow more frequent. Bucky doesn’t give you any chance to look away from him, his fingers steadily tangled into your hair and his mouth occasionally nipping at your lips. His eyes are glazed with sex and it turns you on that much more. His low brows, his full mouth, his flexing muscles.
“You going to come for me?” he asks and you nod your head desperately. He laughs and presses a kiss to your mouth. “Come for me, baby. Give me what I want.”
And you do. And he eats it up.
And then, Bucky finds a lot of creative way to incorporate those glittery gel pens. Like marking every spot he likes to kiss you. Every spot he likes to be kissed. And licked. Every place on him that you can use as a seat.
The dork has enough pride to walk around with a glittery arm, too. He’ll take all of Sam’s relentless teasing, that view of you innocently decorating his arm with gel pens and the view of you not-so-innocently decorating his hand with your come steadily on his mind.
#god this was driving me nuts#i really hope you enjoy this mental picture as much as I did#lets hope this inspiration sticks around!!#lyguys#bucky barnes smut#writing#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#bucky barnes#drabble#drabbles
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you ever think about how the horrific thing dorian almost had done to him... is exactly the thing iron bull went to the reeducators to beg them to do to him. yeah. me either. for ten years straight now. what the fuck. wanna be my narrative foil dude. we could fuck about it if you're game and single
#what if I am your mirror image and what I see in you changes with what I see in myself but we're always reflections. messed up honestly#I really want to write out the proper coherent version of this one day b/c it drives me nuts but for now. truly what the fuck dude#dragon age#dragon age inquisition#dorian pavus#iron bull#adoribull#'I wanted them to *fix* me. like they'd fixed them' god. bull.#the horror and desperation of 'you tried to -- *change* me' vs. the horror and desperation of 'I wanted them to *fix* me'#bull's greatest fear is madness. I feel sick.
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something about how wyll calls his romanced partner his “shining star,” and how i didnt know that at all, and the first time i romanced wyll HAPPENED to be in my first origin astarion campaign. something about him saying “to think i almost missed the light” to astarion, who at that point in time would still be in the process of manipulating him for protection/realize that hes a fool whose fallen for the literal fairytale prince a younger him once fantasized about marrying. something about astarion taking every opportunity he can to remark on how handsome and sweet wyll is, despite apparently despising heroes— and wyll doing the exact same thing, despite being a literal monster hunter. something about wyll having special unique lines for origin romances in his act 3 romance scene. how even if you dont romance him, if youre playing astarion and approach him at the epilogue party he is absolutely Delighted to see you and remarks on how much he missed you (and your hair, lmao). just something about two characters who have had their autonomy stripped away from them for years finding love and safety in each other. i dont think i can ever be normal about these two.
#the amount of parallels between them drives me nuts#mizora/cazador and their treatment of wyll/astarion respectively. ooh my god.#the essays i could write on that topic alone#i have a tadpole buried deep in my brain that is actively feasting upon my neurons and its THEM#these two fools and their constant snark flirting every time theyre in my party together#bg3#baldur's gate 3#baldur's gate iii#wyllstarion#bloodpact#wyll#astarion#wyll ravengard#astarion ancunin#bg3 wyll#bg3 astarion
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As a Kakyoin fan and artist, I'm doing my part in giving him a part 4 design 🫡 (OG ask) Throwing my headcanons at you and hitting you square in the face
Ramble under the cut
Noriaki is a successful gallery artist living with his "roommate" on Florida's Gulf Coast (I think the Tampa Bay area, specifically Bradenton, FL). They have a small bungalow near the water, Perfect for them, their office/studios, Jotaro's fish tanks, and Jolyne when she comes from her mother's during the holidays or for summer break. Jotaro is definitely a boat guy they have theirs parked on the side of the house and take it for a spin over at least once a month (or once a week when Jolyne is with them over the summer)
He still does missions for the SWF with Jotaro, but his day job is his art. He works in an abstract/contemporary style and his pieces are large and textural. Jotaro doesn't really get it but still supports his partner, Jolyne loves them though.
Also, he and Jotaro have matching wedding rings: platinum bands with emerald Inserts.
#I miss him#Oh my god they were roommates#I know the common headcanon is that Jotrao lives in Miami#But ive lived in Miami and he would hate it here#Its too loud and crowded down here#I think he would like living in the Tampa Bay Area more I feel in in my gut as a fellow Floridian#Also Its always weird for me to see my home town come up in a fic its like a slap in the face#like have they smelled the weed in bayside have they they been to palacio de los jugos have they been stuck in traffic on the 836 expresswa#Have they gotten lost in the maze that is hialeah have they had ironbeer have they beEN TO THE BASS PRO SHOP IN DOLPHIN MALL#Drives me nuts#Anyway I think Nori would love ironbeer#If your are ever in Miami go to a Cuban restaurant and get yourself an Ironbeer it life if rootbeer was good#Also yes Jotaro is a boat guy I say this with confidence coming from a boating family in Florida#Also also i doing the research for the skin grafts really got me I don't do well with medical stuff.#jojos bizarre adventure#jojo no kimyou na bouken#jjba#jjba part 4#jjba part 3#diamond is unbreakable#stardust crusaders#kakyoin#noriaki kakyoin#jotaro#jotaro kujo#jotakak#noritaro#artists on tumblr#my art#adri blabs
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Them looking at each other at “Let's ride on a horse / Making love out in the fields” YOU SHOULDN'T BE DOING THAT. SICK. SICK BASTARDS
#I feel like no one talks about this scene anymore.#God it's driving me nuts#I feel sick#mac#dennis#macden#iasip
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like a little wet kitten :')
#this one's for lulu & four walls 💖💖#because i'm just SO excited that we're getting a new chapter soon aaahhhhh#has this been giffed to death?#probably#but i don't care#the cuteness is off the charts and i need some cuteness in my life right now and maybe some of you do too#he's so stupidly adorable it's driving me NUTS 😭#so glad someone captured this moment on camera#😘😘😘#god that haircut was something else 😭😭#alex turner#arctic monkeys#my gifs
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#Op I need u to know I thought this was about his post-coytal bedside manner when I read the first line#was fully expecting you to wax poetic about how Ed's mediocer attempt at making breakfast was actually a heartfelt attempt to make sure#he didn't feel like he was a One And Done type of thing#I was vibrating#and then it was s1 meta 💀 RIP LMAO (@zo1nkss, on this post)
No, absolutely, let's talk about it. Because this?
This is terrible. Comically bad. The worst anyone's ever done it, I'm sorry to say. The toast looks like it's covered in coal dust. The tea (? I hope it's tea, might as well be Ye Olde Cuba Libre) has clearly gone cold. Ed spooned the marmalade directly onto the tablet instead of just leaving it in the jar like a sane person, for fuck's sake!
Of course that's deliberate; they even make sure we know what the platonic ideal of a nice breakfast tablet looks like with the title card.
It's like an Expectation vs Reality meme. There's a flower, there's porcelain, there's even a plate! Ed, I know you've had breakfast before, why are you so bad at this?
Because, of course, this was doomed from the start.
Ed is panicking, because he knows falling into bed together right after everything that happened in 02x06 was a mistake, and he's desperately trying to salvage the situation.
Ed wanted to take things slow, because he wants stability. He wants to pursue happiness. He wants to build a beautiful life with someone he loves! Breakfast in bed every day!
Instead he to watch the love of his life be tortured in front of him, because of him, and then had to watch him intentionally kill a guy for the first time in his life - also because of him! This is the opposite of what he wanted, for himself or for Stede.
He wanted them both to be safe and happy, but instead they had an evening of horrible experiences and then had sex about it. It's all coming crashing down. Aside form the worst breakfast spread in known history, look how the scene is shot and coloured: The slightest green tint, just enough to turn the light harsh and cold, how far apart from each other they are. Tons of empty space in the frame. How they are backlit, so they are in the shadows, their faces barely discernible.
This isn't a happy Morning After. This is them standing at the ruins of what was supposed to be a beautiful moment, but the violence of piracy broke into it and destroyed it.
Ed knows he needs to leave it behind, once and for all. Throws out his Blackbeard kit to make his decision to abandon the pirate life irreversible. Tries to have a soft, domestic moment, shares the lovely story about Merstede coming to rescue him, in an attempt to salvage his dream of retirement with Stede.
But Stede? Oh, Stede is on an entirely different page. He just had his first real taste of the power violence can grant him. While the torture wasn't fun, in the end, he triumphed! Defended his love, defended his crew! And topped it all off with what was probably the first positive sexual experience in all his 40whatever years of life! He's patronizing and kinda bitchy about the whole spread, because he doesn't get what Ed is trying to tell him. All he sees is Ed being terrible at this domestic bullshit, but that's okay because he thinks he's terrible at it too!
They'll just sail the seas, terrorize the various empires and have adventures together, forever and ever! That's the dream, right? Right???
(Wait, what do you mean Last night was a mistake?)
#THEY NEED TO TALK TO EACH OTHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR#SO BAD#god will they ever have 1 single conversation this is driving me nuts honestly#yk the more i think about it the more i love that izzy sung the soundtrack to their first time#because it makes it just SO awkward and uncomfortable#& i think thats the point#this was never going to work. not like this#yes i know i have already written a thousand posts on how bad ed and stede are at communicating. i will write a thousand more.#our flag means death#ofmd s2 spoilers#blackbonnet#thoughts
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Pleasantville is a beautifully stunning film about the importance of living life to the absolute fullest, not giving it a proper, structured definition, and the inherent hypocrisy of internalising your own humanity. It’s one of the best usages of colour since The Wizard of Oz and it also features a scene in which a woman having an orgasm for the first time causes a tree to spontaneously combust.
Did you like the premise of Barbie? Watch Pleasantville.
Did you like The Truman Show? Watch Pleasantville.
Have you an attraction to either Tobey Maguire and/or Reese Witherspoon? Watch Pleasantville.
Quite possibly a new favourite of mine. Phenomenal.
#pleasantville#movies#tobey maguire#reese witherspoon#GOD everything about this movie drives me nuts#it’s unsubtle in its approach but it needs to be#it’s the 19 fucking 50s no one understood what proper emotions were back then#all they knew was meatloaf and conformity#gecko boy
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I am so in love with this volume because I am so in love with the way Blake Belladonna is finally allowing herself to love Yang, you feel me?
Blake has always had this love fer Yang, we all watched their slowburn unfold over several volumes, but she kept this love close to her heart and only let that affection slip through cracks of her walls and/or during dire life or death situations. The simple, domestic, everyday ways to express love? Holding hands just because and softer words spoken freely and casually? Blake couldn’t do it because she was still afraid.
Afraid to hurt Yang and scare her away with her affections, because she had hurt Yang so much already and couldn’t bear to risk burdening her even more. She had left, she had abandoned the one person who she trusted most, and she had to prove she was staying for good this time. They still had to repair their friendship first and foremost.
Afraid to be the one hurting for exposing herself, because love had burned her once so throughly before. She trusts Yang with her life, but that haunting nightmare that is Adam makes it hard fer her to trust the brightest thing in her life with her heart. Blake had to overcome the bullish knife hanging over her head before she could be in another relationship.
And then when these issues were slowly getting resolved, Blake still held back. Sure, there were more tender moments between them, but they were more brief and far between. Blake was still holding back because this slowburn slowdance was all she knew when it came to Yang. They had to focus on the threat of Salem, of Atlas falling, of all that. It was better to play it safe, now was still not the right time.
But then? But then Blake watched Yang die, and suddenly all those cautious moments of ‘playing it safe’ racked up to an indescribable amount of missed opportunities and regret. Suddenly waiting all this time for the ‘right’ time didnt matter at all anymore because Blake completely ran out of any time.
Blake isn’t going to hold back anymore, she’s finally comfortable enough to be who she always was deep down under those trauma walls, this openly affectionate silly goofy little book nerd who just wants to make her beloved smile, and she’s going to absolutely s h o w e r Yang with flirty tones and dumb jokes and longing touches and be such a dorky romantic because she doesn’t want to waste anymore time. As Weiss spoke fer all of us, it’s, “About time”. The ‘right’ time is right the fuck now screw that ‘not concerned with sands of time’ bullshit she wants to kiss this stupid pretty face and she WILL let Yang know. I think about Blake this volume and I’m just SO PROUD OF HER. Nothing like a little taste of death to push a slowburn along, huh? Seriously though, witnessing Blake’s arc come full circle to open up and be the person she once was before Adam crushed her into taking up as little space as possible, before she deemed herself as nothing but a coward and a fool, seeing her laugh and smile openly and shoot every damn shot she can- it’s so, so damn good.
Anyways, I am also in love with Yang Xiao Long having no idea how to handle Blake being incredibly openly in love with her. 10/10 watching experience, truly.
#those fanfics that had Blake being a smooth flirt are O U T. Canon silly goofy dorky romantic Blake Belladonna is IN#shes so in love she cant contain it anymore she can hardly even LOOK at Yang without those soft eyes and gentle touches#she keeps having these brief soft moments of physical contact with Yang and its DRIVING ME NUTS#stolen moments of sunshine bc shes so drawn to yang she cant stop herself from indulging even if its a quick little touch im so fucken ill#lord save me im so ill IM SOOOO IIILLLLLL#GODS. GODS IM HAVING SUCH BIG FEELINGS OVER BLAKE BELLADONNA RN.#rwby#bumbleby#bumbleby bumblebabes#blake belladonna#yang xiao long#rwby spoilers#rwby v9
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was reminded that people get riled up about this the way they get riled up about pineapple on pizza and honestly, as a knowledge org nerd, it is weird and unnecessary 😌
#like I do think it's annoying to be all haughty about 'um people are only buying books for the aesthetic' cuz usually they are not#and also cuz like... look. I as a writer do not give a fuck if someone wants to buy a book for aesthetic purposes. boost those sales#but MORE IMPORTANTLY SOME PEOPLE DO THINK IN SUCH A WAY THAT THIS IS A USEFUL METRIC FOR ORGANIZING.#ME FOR INSTANCE.#(I do not organize by color cuz my spouse is not one of those people but I would if I was just organizing for me)#trying to insist that a method of organizing can't possibly be useful if it doesn't work for you personally is clown behavior.#trick meme cuz you can't change my mind on this but that's cuz I'm CORRECT.#god the people who are like 'um if you care about how your books are organized or the ~aesthetic~ you don't actually like books'#drive me NUTS#sorry if you can't care about two things at once but some of us are perfectly capable of multitasking. good lord.
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i do think i as a person am like. held together with duct tape poorly. in all aspects
#like the allergy stuff is just driving me nuts man. i want my face to feel normaaaal. like i look back to normal compared to yesterday now#but don't Feel it. lghghghhghghhh#grandpa max is god? i go to church now
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I keep thinking about the places in Stray Gods. Athena has an aseptic modern office crammed full of museum pieces and the memory of Old Olympus behind a door. The god of the wild lives in a beautiful but tiny walled garden on top of a skyscraper. The queen of the dead in exile has recreated the underworld in neon on top of the grave of disco (and Dionysus’ fiscal irresponsibility lol). Apollo lives in a fall-down shack on the shore of an ocean where a past version of himself was relieved to find himself drowning, like a sun waiting to slip below the horizon and out of sight forever. They’re half ghosts already
#drives me nuts but like in a good way. what a pleasingly coherent thematic thing going on here. mr gaider well done#stray gods#stray gods athena#stray gods pan#stray gods persephone#stray gods apollo
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look away im hating. people in this fandom are SOOOOOO condescending it's SO crazy like!!!!! and it's like the things people get condescending about ALWAYS come down to i simply do not like that other people feel a certain way about things. but instead they turn it into you're so immature you're so narrow-minded you're so bad at interpreting stuff you're probably a child you've probably never been in a relationship you probably don't go outside you probably don't have a job you're probably only gay online you probably think x you probably think y you probably think z you're probably a prude you probably have never been in fandom you probably care about fandom too much you probably don't even like the show you probably only like the show for x reason you probably ARRHGGHHHH and it NEVER ENDS IT NEVERRR EEEEENDS like oh my god it's SO miserable do you not get tired of having your head up your own ass can you even hear anything up there. like i'm not pretending i'm not a hater and i'm sure i have come across this way sometimes too but MY GODDDDDD!!!!!!! how about it's just our OPINIONS!!!!!! how about if you don't like other opinions you just say that and you hate on the opinions for what they are and you let yourself get petty!!!!! but no for some reason we need to get on our soapbox. we need to feel superior for literally no reason about nothing. we are all on here talking about 9-1-1 ON ABC. can we TONE IT DOWN
#oh. my god. it drives me NUTS. MY FUCKING GOD!!!!!#yes i have users in mind but it's a general problem as well.
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#tma#the magnus archives#elias bouchard#i kind of wrote a literal essay exploring how old he could realistically be#it’s driving me nuts#i’m also referring to the body’s age#since we know some parts of him are much older#oof#anyways#it might be because i’m trying to figure out the possible age difference between him and gwen#are they siblings? maybe? though by my calculations it’s more probable his her uncle. or god help us FATHER
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WELCOME TO THE BEGINNING!
aka: my old promethea "intro" post was kind of bugging me, so im making a new one.
promethea is the name of my story/speculative biology project. the story is divided into 4 parts, a prologue and 3 acts. this post will be an overview of the prologue, as well as the introduction to promethea as a whole.
promethea starts with 3 gods: daksari tamman, cadaver, and cinder. daksari and cadaver are the original 2, they have been there since the beginning of time. cinder is daksari's daughter, one of many. all gods are born with the power of creation and free range over the universe to do with it as they please. cinder created a gas giant, ouranos, and abandoned it.
billions of years later, though, she returned to find that not only did ouranos had moons, but one contained life. lonely and curious, she decided to stick around, eventually copying someone else's homework and creating humans to live on it. for a while cinder and her creations existed like this together.
until daksari found out.
all gods are born with the power of creation and free range over the universe to do with it as they please... almost. gods are not supposed to interact with their creations. in daksari's eyes, it's demeaning. you can play with your toys, but they aren't your friends. it's weird, it's embarrassing. cinder knew this and disobeyed anyway. for her punishment she was locked beneath the surface of cassandra, forever. never to speak again.
when i get to writing acts 1-3, they'll be linked down here :)
#ahfcciuaerfhcesdecbhudfg#tag time#my art#promethea#prologue#cinder#daksari#i KNOWWW a part of this is missing it will be in act 1#it felt like it made this too convoluted#act 1 will have the aftermath of everything#for now here. ive been wanting to do this ever since i started posting promethea to main so im happy this finally exists#i just have to finish the fucking artsfvhnureigvbe#side note but im so fucking glad i split act 1 and 2 my god having them be 1 act was driving me nuts
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QUESTION
When reading Magnus Chase, did you read Inge's name as "(h) inge" or "in geh"? I've always read it the first way but a while back I was listening to the audio book version of it in YouTube and the person I was listening to said it the second way. I had never heard it that way and I had no clue who he was talking about for a second.
Same question for Hearthstone. Do you say "Harth-stone" or "Hearth-stone" I've heard both but I've always said "Harth"
I NEED ANSWERS
#the first one is driving me nuts#mcga#hearthstone mcga#magnus chase and the gods of asgard#magnus chase#hearthstone#hearthstone alderman
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