#i can’t and hate rendering clothes 😭😭

[liyuviq]

@oya-oya-okay

gift below! ➴

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HI OYA IF YOU SEE THIS

here is a gift for oya! she is one of the twst bloggers i’ve been following for quite a while in my personal private account, with her kuro x twst crossover art being my first introduction. she is also one among many that helped me out of my art slump and inspired me to start an art blog, so i wanted to draw something for her ☺️.

i started on this literally a few days before the birthday event announcement, so i was actually considering abandoning it to focus on the birthday event. thankfully i like the pose too much and this piece survived the wip phase.

sorry if it’s rougher than my previous work. my first art on this hell site was me more or less imitating twst’s art style. this one is actually closer to my art style (which im still figuring out so a warning for inconsistent artstyle in the future i guess.)

hi again oya if you are reading this 💕💕 please think of this as an early birthday present if im not able to whip out the art for the bday event in time. i hope you like it! i really enjoyed drawing shuu, especially her hair!

the version without the text:

please don’t repost or steal my artworks 🙏 reblogs are much more appreciated!

[gtgbabie0]

Hello!! I requested the First Kiss story and I cannot emphasize how much I absolutely loved it 😭♡ It was so soft and fluffy omg </3

Another idea I had was Leon catching you wearing one of his clothes for the first time and he thinks it fits you perfectly even tho it's oversized or something like that :00

Tysm and have a good day/night!! <33

{Leon’s first time seeing you wearing his clothes}

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Leon Kennedy doesn’t hate without reason, and a good reason at that, it’s safe to say that he hates working late, and he hates being away from you, but when he walks into the house to be met with you in a pair of shorts and one of his shirts, well, he can practically feel the hatred leave his body.

It might just be his new favourite sight, the way his shirt hangs on against your body, how the fabric drapes off your shoulder ever so slightly, he thinks he might just lose it completely.

“You’re finally home!” Your arms wrap around his shoulders as you pull him into you, his head resting against the crook of your neck.

It’s such a small thing, but the thought of you picking out one of his shirts and putting it on just makes something inside him tingle, and it renders him completely speechless.

“I cooked up some dinner, there’s leftovers in the fridge whenever you’re ready” You let him know with the sweetest tone he’s ever heard and surely you’ve got to know what you’re doing.

Your hands gently cup his face and your thumb graze against his cheek, and hum softly at the feeling of his slight stubble, and before you can skip off into the kitchen, his hands grab for your hips pulling you back into his arms.

“Is that mine?” A stupid question, he obviously knows it’s his, it’s so very clearly his.

You look up at him, “Oh, yeah I missed you today so I just...” You trail off your hands motioning to his shirt you’re wearing, and he can’t help the smirk that splays across his lips.

His hands grasp at your sides, dipping under the shirt as he pulls you impossibly closer, and his heart skips a beat at the idea of you missing him, rummaging through his draws for a shirt, his shirt.

You giggle as his hands run over your belly then to your back, gentle fingers grazing along your naked skin, as he leaves soft kisses against your jaw down to your neck.

“You should’ve called me sweetness, I would’ve left work early” he whispers into your neck, god he’d missed you so much.

Your fingers weave through his hair as he continues to pepper your soft skin with his warm kisses, “I can’t do that Leon, your work is important” you tell him feeling a little breathless at his loving actions.

“Not as important as you are angel” You go giddy at his words.

His eyes flicker over your body for the fifth time and there’s an odd sense of pride that settles in his chest, you’re wearing his shirt, and he just can’t seem to shake the feeling, and maybe that’s why his hands are still roaming your body.

“You look so fucking good in my clothes, you should wear them more often” he smiles as he nuzzles further into your neck, and you chuckle hearing his stomach grumble in protest, he was hungry.

You try to push away from him but it’s pointless as he just holds you tighter, “Come on, you need to eat baby” you giggle as you guide him to the kitchen with him practically glued to your side.

He stands behind you with his chin resting on your shoulder whilst you dish up his dinner, “Leon, what’s going on you with?” You chuckle as his lips trail down your neck lingering on the sensitive parts, and you squirm at the soft feeling.

“Nothings wrong, I just wanna be close” he mumbles against your skin, “I like it when you wear my clothes” he adds, just above a whisper.

You giggle as you awkwardly move to the table to set his plate down, “Yeah I gathered that baby” you smile as he sits down on a chair, and before you even have time to turn around to get him a drink his hands are already grasping at your hips.

“Come sit” he says patting his thigh with a hopeful look in his eyes, “We didn’t get to have dinner together” he looks up at you with a smile and you don’t miss the almost playful look that flashes through his eyes.

“I’m not sitting on your lap while you eat Leon” you chuckle feeling a little bad at the way his shoulders drop ever so slightly, “I’ll sit next to you, just let me get you a drink,” you tell him, brushing his fringe from his eyes and he nods with a grateful smile.

You get him a drink before taking a seat next to him and his hand immediately rests on your thigh as if out of instinct, “You already ate right?” He asks, and you nod with a smile watching as he eats, and you both sit there talking about your days, with his hand soothing against your thigh, and he doesn’t leave your side for the rest of the night, you take a mental note to wear his shirts more often.

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[myfriendtheghost]

hi! im sending you virtual hugs and good vibes! happy friday! i hope your day goes well! i am plus size, so i absolutely hate clothes shopping, but imagining shopping with josh makes it more enjoyable!

josh is an absolute menace to shop with in the best way possible. josh loves to pinch your bum when you try on new leggings. he is very vocal about the outfits you try on, if you’re not sure josh will shout at a comfortable level “LOOK AT MY GF!!!! LOOK HOW GORGEOUS SHE IS!!!” and when you try to get him to stop he just says he’s trying to let you and everyone else know how beautiful you are! he loves to pick out fun bras and lingerie and give you the biggest baby cow eyes asking you to buy them. there’s something so soft and intimate about asking him to come into the dressing room so he can help you zip up a nice sun dress he picked out. as soon as he zips you up and finally gets a look his breath catches in his throat and he’s just rendered speechless. when you’re looking at yourself and in mirror and he peers over your shoulder and softy tells you the dress is mandatory, you need to get it because you look gorgeous in it. he just can’t stop talking about how pretty you look. -🦦💓

THIS IS SUCH A CUTE CONCEPT 😭 I wanna go shopping with hiiiiim that sounds so fun 🥺🥺🥺

[zlotc]

I thought it would be fun to answer some questions here! So-

1. I guess the only one I have and don’t use is FlipaClip. People do some insane stuff with this Programm, but I think I don’t have skill or patience for it. Also o don’t like using iPad for drawing tbh

2. Left. Always

3. Ohhh there’s a LOT. My main story is very inspired by the ideas that I got in my childhood: mc is a villain, a flat world with a lot of realms, etc etc. A bunch of characters have more than 7 years behind their backs with me (I’m 20)

4. Them. I love them but they’re pain in the ass to draw every time

5. 80% / 20%. I post almost everything that is finished enough. And I don’t really like drawing stuff and not finish it. It is more of a toxic trait of mine I feel, because I sacrifice fun for posting

6. Black animals. Stars. Random quotes that sound like they might end up in my story

7. MUSIC. Oh my god music is just. Something else

8. There were a lot of them. But I remember creating a sci-if one with my first non-binary character (it was before i found out about myself being non-binary) and I still like the idea of the plot but. Sci-fi is not my thing ;(

9. Names of character that I draw. Or normal titles that can describe what is it that I drew in the file

10. Puffy shirts

11. Podcasts. A lot of politics😭 horror, reviews, sometimes audiobooks

12. Neck.

13. ??? I can’t think of a single one. If I admire someone then their work IS my thing

14. Like an aesthetic? Idk, something about black and white, good and evil

15. Home only

16. Sketching tbh. It’s the most important part and I want to learn how to have fun with it but honestly it’s just so boring.. and hard. I like rendering much more

17. Black tea with lemon

18. Zero. I draw only in digital and I am very careful with my tablets. But if you count notebooks then one. I ruined my first one with viruses

19. Hm. Clothing

20. Hands🫶

21. I hate everything that doesn’t look like my art /jk But i dunno. Semi realism?

22. Don’t do any (i am in pain)

23. ???? OF COURSE who doesn’t

24. Sometimes

25. Don’t know about art, but I know about OC. Someone said that my OC looks like Zhongli from G*nshin Impact. Like. Yeah. Definitely

26. None, i think. No one tells me about their interpretations of my art, at least🥲

27. No and it’s my red flag. Always warm up before drawing, kids, unless u want to draw atrocities

28. Secret Santa loooong ago. I would love to draw for zines tho

29. Everything inspires me, so none??

30. This one. Love this one, it’s a redraw of my fav painting

Weirdly Specific Artist Ask Game

Didn't see a lot of artist ask games, wanted to make a silly one.

(I wrote this while sick out of my mind last year and it's been collecting dust in my drafts, I might as well let it run free) 1. Art programs you have but don't use

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

3. What ideas come from when you were little

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

9. What are your file name conventions

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

12. Easiest part of body to draw

13. A creator who you admire but whose work isn't your thing

14. Any favorite motifs

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

23. Do you use different layer modes

24. Do your references include stock images

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were NOT inspired by

26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

28. Any art events you have participated in the past (like zines)

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

[dear-mrs-otome]

Dear Mrs. Ricc — Otome, I mean ~ Your description of sexy team story Silvio’s bit made me unable to breathe 😳 How can this asshole (lovingly) get anymore attractive????? If you could, would you please share more detailed summary? *Collecting all Silvio crumbs as a non-jp speaker 😭*

Sure, Nonny! Here's the whole story, irreverently rendered and nominally accurate.

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After the ruckus about Day of the Beloved, Emma’s outside in the gardens where it suddenly begins POURING rain - sunny blue sky obliterated in an instant. She’s chatting with Luke, whom she ran into along the way, and he’s commiserating about the crappy weather before he suggests they try and find shelter somewhere nearby rather than try and make it all the way back to the castle in this deluge. 

He takes his coat off and puts it over Emma to at least shield her a little from the rain, and he steers them towards the gazebo nearest to eke out some meager shelter - cheerfully brushing off her protests that he’ll get wet without his coat. She thanks him for the gesture, and thinks how considerate of him it is.

When they hustle to the gazebo though, they find some people already inside - Nokto and Silvio, who also ducked in to take shelter from the rain. Nokto’s got his jacket off, wringing water from it, and Silvio’s bitching about Nokto getting them caught out here even as Nokto’s sniping back that it was Silvio who was moaning about hating being inside the castle.

They’re both soaked to the bone as Emma points out (putting on her best ‘noble lady’ impression to keep up her story in front of Silvio) and Nokto’s just grinning that she and Luke are just as bad off as they are, especially Luke. Silvio seem impressed that Luke’s not just a tall guy, he works out a lot too.

Emma’s gotta admit to herself as she looks that Luke’s plastered wet clothing leaves little to the imagination, and it’s clearly true.

Luke turns it back around on Silvio with a grin though, and says him too - he might appear svelte but he’s got a lot of muscle. Silvio scoffs like, obvs…what’s a guy who sails on the regular gonna do with a scrawny body?? Emma can definitely see from his wet shirt that he’s got some niiiice proportions too.

Silvio then smirks that Nokto’s not exactly rippling with muscle, but Nokto’s nonplussed - he agrees he’s no beefcake but he DOES train still. Emma’s professional ‘wet shirt assessment’? Thin, but taut.

Then she mentally slaps herself like NO BAD BRAIN what are we thinking about right now?! It’s a bit overwhelming, manflesh on display plus the scent of the rain and cedar and everything else - they’re all three pretty damn sexy and she’s having a hard time looking (or not looking) at them, frankly.

They’re interrupted by someone’s voice, all pitched falsetto like a bad impression of her own. “Nokto and Luke and Silvio are all dressed so shamelessly, it’s hard to take my eyes off of them!” With a bad feeling, she turns to see Jin and Clavis coming into the gazebo too, all grins.

She’s sputtering that that’s NOT what she was thinking, but Clavis just laughs and tells her not to be shy, she’s got the creme de la creme of sexy princes all gathered in one spot here. Jin’s doing fake-Emma voice as he says, “Jin and Clavis are also soooo sexy!”

She’s begging Jin to please cut it out with the fake high voice, but he says he’s just speaking for her heart - and now CLAVIS goes on again all ‘Staaahhhp it’s so embarrassing to say that aloud - but also Jin aren’t you gonna take your clothes off??’ (please i can’t with these two I was laughing so hard here)

Jin of course just says, it can’t be helped if she wants he’ll just have to show off his male pride here too, and Emma’s thinking KDLFJSKDL WHAT IS WITH THESE PEOPLE as Jin seizes the slightest encouragement from Clavis’ fake-Emma urging to whip off his wet vest - gotta undo a button or two too, for good measure, to Emma’s dismay.

She’s having a REAL hard time finding somewhere safe to look right now - even looking at Clavis isn’t innocent, given the beguiling vision he makes with his wet clothes and his hair dripping with rain. Jin’s got that hard body, well-trained like Luke, but Clavis’ clothes are so well-tailored they make the most of every line of his body, even when NOT wet. Slender but taut, much like Nokto. (Clearly no flabby slackers in the bunch here lollll)

She’s gotta mentally slap herself a second time now too, that her mind’s been wandering in Gutterville, but Clavis immediately picks up on her bright red face and teases her about being overwhelmed by his abundant hawtness - which she quickly tells him he’s just imagining.

Jin wonders if it’s HIS forbidden charms then that have her all aflutter, and Nokto’s giving her a hard time about being a dirty girl seeing them all wet and getting hot and bothered by it. Poor Emma’s just flailing that that’s NOT IT!

It’s Luke that steps in and tells them to lay off pestering her, and she’s thinking gratefully how Luke’s the only one here on her side as she scoots closer to him - away from the dangerous other princes. Secure in the knowledge that he’d protect her no matter what. 

Silvio scoffs that they’re all really stupid - and she’s surprised to think that Silvio of all people might be an ally.

Only for him to ruin that idea a half second later when he declares confidently that not a one of them can hold a candle to HIS sexiness.

Yeah, no, she thinks. He's totally on the same side as Jin and Clavis.

He proudly proclaims that he's the reason her face is all red, and Clavis is like ohhh? A challenger appears eh? You seem pretty sure you can beat me, Silvio.

Silvio says definitely, no way he's gonna lose to Clavis' lack of appeal. Jin counters that everybody knows the princes of Rhodolite are famous for being hotties, nobody can argue that.

Nokto' just sorta rolling his eyes over all this posturing - he's clearly the sexiest. Clavis says if he's gonna claim that, does that mean he's gonna take part in this little competition?

Nokto declines, and he's trying to make a break for it but Clavis stops him with a hand on his shoulder - and Jin does the same to Luke, saying of COURSE Luke is going to do his country proud right??

Luke relents a little, if Jin says so, and Emma's thinking noooooo they got to Luke too 😭 Clavis declares that they'll award the title of Sexy Prince to whichever of them can make Emma blush the most…much to her chagrin.

She's steeling herself to not let even a hint of anything show on her face, as Clavis lays out the rules - no getting handsy, that's not gentlemanly at all, but anything else is fair game to try and charm Emma.

No THANK YOU, she tries to say, but she's totally overridden by Silvio stepping up to go first since he's got nothing better to entertain himself with. Emma, for her part, can't believe they're going through with this idiotic game.

Silvio suddenly starts in with a, hey woman. Look at me.

She was trying to avoid doing so but he reaches out and takes her chin, turning her gaze to meet his. Maybe because of the rain making his hair wet, his already handsome face looks even more alluring despite the haughty cast of it. She can practically hear him saying 'I'm the sexiest' all confidently.

But she's too annoyed at the thought of just admitting that aloud all honestly, so she turns her gaze away defiantly…a mistake though because now she's stuck peeping down at his body in the wet shirt. He really does have amazing muscles, now that she's up close enough to see well, and she's trying to wrap her head around how even a prince needs a body like that to go out to sea.

Looking to get back at him a little for his bullying, she reaches out and pokes one of those drenched pecs - only for Silvio to yeet himself away from her, red as a tomato as he's spluttering for her to knock that off.

Nokto's laughing his ass off that it's Silvio who turned red, not Emma. Clavis thinks this is hilarious too, pointing out that Emma has the upper hand here.

She kind of sheepishly apologizes to Silvio, surprised by how surprised HE seemed. But Silvio, still blushing, is cursing and says he's gonna call her a shameless hussy from now on.

You touched me first! she counters indignantly, but he doesn't wanna hear it - insists that it's okay for him to do so but not her.

She's fuming over what a tyrant he is when Jin cuts off their bickering before it can devolve into another of their never-ending quarrel, proclaiming it his turn to show off the eldest's charms. 

She takes a step back as she gets a wall o' tiddies in her face, and on a grin Jin says she's free to touch his irresistible body allll she wants. He'll even take his shirt off -

Emma cuts him off hastily, assuring him it's fine just the way it is! 

His heaving bosom of generous mantiddies is eyecatching, exuding a different sort of sexy from Silvio's. His poor soaked shirt fighting a losing battle to keep them contained. It's almost a bit too much though, and aloud she points out to Jin that he's gonna pop some buttons with just the slightest flex.

Luke and Clavis kinda snorting at that, and Nokto point out to wouldn't be the first time he's done something like that. Unrepentant Jin says ya, he just has some buxom maid fix it for him then - shirts don't stand a chance against his overwhelming level of sexy.

Silvio points that's just sheer beef, don't mistake it for attractiveness - and look at Emma's face, she doesn't exactly seem like she's into it.

Clavis laughs that they've got a tough audience here, but he's ready to avenge his elder brother's death. He moves Jin aside and steps up - closer than anyone else so far, despite his demeanor being the most gentlemanly. He rakes his wet hair back, giving her the smolder, and she can't deny she's affected at least a teensy bit. Clavis always has the bedroom eyes, so up close like this they're even more overpowered.

Maybe because she knows it’s all hollow though it’s got no real pull on her, and as Clavis prompts her for her opinion on his superior appeal, asking whether she’s intoxicated by him…she gives him a pretty noncommittal answer. And it’s crickets as the silence stretches on (Emma clearly feeling nada) until Clavis is just….Well? Nothing?

She asks what else there is to say or do (you can practically hear the deflating ego from here LMAO poor Clavis, we just witnessed a murder) and frankly, he’s too close so please step back.

Nokto bursts out laughing as he pushes the dumbfounded Clavis out of the way, and he grins that Emma’s a tougher nut to crack than he’d thought. Luke theorizes that she’s just too used to Clavis’ MO, as Jin tries to cheer him up and tells Clavis that HE’S proud of Clavis’ sexiness.

Silvio points out that Jin’s not actually comforting him at all…and Emma does feel a little bad for Clavis, who seems to still be frozen in disbelief.

If both brothers 1 and 2 have crashed and burned, Nokto says, then it’s up to him and Luke to defend Rhodolite’s honor. Luke says he doesn’t think he’s got any sex appeal, he’s been sitting this out from the very start…but Nokto proclaims he doesn’t have any doubts about HIS because it all comes down to pleasing a lady properly AKA in bed.

He’s throwing Emma a come hither glance, making a sexy show out of wiping away the raindrop sliding down his cheek. She’s gotta admit to herself that just like the others, Nokto has his own brand of je ne sais quoi. Everything his says and does manages to come across as an innuendo or vaguely lewd. Silvio’s got that sexiness of a man of the sea, Jin has that raw unbridled masculinity, Clavis has the enigmatic appeal of a mystery that’s hard to define….but Nokto has the manwhore ladykiller down pat. 

Nokto’s confident smirk falters a bit as she just stares back at him though, and he pouts that she’s starting to make looking at him with disdain a habit of hers. She agrees that she looks at him pretty icily, but Nokto (trying to make lemons outta lemonade, gotta give him props for optimism) he tries to turn this into a positive - that means she feels something right?? She wouldn’t bother leveling a cold look at someone she really cared NOTHING about, right? She’s desperately trying not to give in to her feelings and fall for him, clearly.

Clavis, Luke, and Jin all in perfect unison call this out as the bullshit excuse making that it is - and Emma thinks that she’s gotta agree. Nokto’s frowning over how hard everyone’s being on him.

Silvio’s laughing like, sucks to be you man - and then he calls out to Luke as the big slab of beef. Is he really not gonna do anything either? Luke seems surprised, and Clavis chips in to say that if they’ve all been wounded Luke should step up and take the blow to his ego too.

Luke says there’s no honor in THAT, this is crazy…but Emma speaks up then and leaves everyone dumbstruck when she says that she thinks Luke’s already very sexy just as he is. Luke’s like, really? And she says ya - giving him the once over, her eyes snagged on the water droplets running down his pecs. When put with his laid-back attitude, there’s a certain something she finds very attractive just looking at him. It’s sexy because it is so effortless.

Clavis, frowning, says wait - isn’t Emma being suspiciously nice to Luke? Jin says he’s clearly getting different treatment compared to the rest of them, and Nokto agrees she’s treating them like pests by contrast. 

She protests that she didn’t mean to do that…and Silvio states that it’s pointless to care anyways, even if she did it’s not like Luke really charmed her to the point of winning anyways. Luke asks if that means this silly battle is over - clearly there’s no ‘Sexy Prince’ to be crowned here.

Right about then, Emma lets out a sneeze, freezing now that Luke’s jacket has gotten sodden and water has soaked through it, getting her clothes wet and chilling her now. She takes the jacket off only to find that her dress is now as wet, if not WETTER, than the princes now. Apologetic, turns to Luke,  saying how sorry she is that his jacket is all wet now…but he’s only gaping at her in shock, for some reason. 

Bemused, she offers to wash it and give it back…her words trailing off awkwardly as she realizes ALL of the princes are gawking at her, wide-eyed. Until she finally asks them, what??? They’re all staring, and it’s Nokto who breaks the stunned silence to comment on how she’s wearing a different outfit than usual. She agrees, she’d changed into something a little lighter so she didn’t get hot going on her walk around the castle, just before it had started raining. She’s wearing a simpler dress than usual, a little white lace number.

And then slowly it sinks in to her.

White dress. Rain.

With a sinking feeling, she looks down at herself and sees that her dress is both plastered to her every curve AND because it’s white, is practically see through now - showing off her skin and underwear beneath. 

With a shriek of horror, she dives behind Luke, the biggest of them all, trying to use his body as cover to hide behind. Luke doesn’t hesitate to hold his arms out and try to block as much of her from the view of the other princes as possible, assuring her it’s okay they only saw a little bit. 

Clavis, soberly, apologizes. He says it was their folly to think they could claim the title of Sexy Prince, and Jin has to agree with chagrin - there’s no way this level of sexiness can be beat. Silvio, back to beet red, is telling her to just put a jacket on for the time being, shameless hussy that she is.

Congratulations, Nokto tells her, she’s won the championship. He wonders aloud what the winner gets then, and Clavis suggests they give Emma the title of ‘Sexy Princess’.

She sputters a THANKS BUT NO THANKS…and then, at the height of her misery, the rain suddenly stops and the sun peeks out again. As if the clouds had never existed at all. Jin jokes that her sexiness drove the very clouds away, and Clavis has to agree that she’s on another level entirely. Silvio grumbles over the time spent on all this nonsense, and Nokto suggests they all head back to the castle finally. 

It was beyond embarrassing, being gifted a title like ‘Sexy Princess’...buuuut she can’t in the end say that it was a bad thing, taking such lively shelter from the rain. 

[rookthorne]

BUCKY IS UPSET?!

That automatically means I am TOO 😭

It was frustrating to admit that you had given into everything. The men of this castle moved you somewhere, and you went. They told you to stay put, and you did. At least you had been able to catch that you were in a castle at this point; survival meant being meek, but keeping your eyes steady, just as Natasha had taught you. 

WHOS CASTLE IM GON THROW HANDS

Bucky’s last words kept rolling through your head in an uncomfortable way, making you feel nauseous as you tried to calm yourself in this bleak room. He said he would find you, but that was moments before he was rendered unconscious in some back loading yard of the castle. 

like I want to be reminded of that 😭

It was a maid that entered. She wore a long wool gown, common for castle staff, and her hair was covered by a nondescript cloth.

I AM SUSPICIOUS

There was a small sense of recognition that flickered through you; something about her eyes made you narrow your own—a kindness that embodied them, even when she wasn’t smiling. You felt as if you could almost place her, but the ever-present terror in your body was making it too difficult. 

…no. it can’t be her dad that took her? surely?

“Has it truly been so long? Do you not know who I am?” 

WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS BEEN SO LONG?!?!

The maid kneeled before you. “I know where you have been. I know because I have been tracking your movements since you were a girl. Y/n… think about this. Remember me.” 

I am so confused… is it her dads castle or Sharon’s… wtf

“Mother?” 

WELL THAT TOOK A FUCKING TURN?!?!

“He mourned my leaving, but it had to be done. We had to protect you.” 

FROM WHAT?!?! FROM W H A T

“There has been a war brewing for countless years, tensions teetering on the brink of chaos. Queen Sharon’s mother was not… well. She sought power beyond her grasp and created armies in the image of that. Left her people to suffer while her men became ungovernable on the battlefield, ruthless. The only way we could placate her was by offering a bargaining chip.”

NO NO NO

“Father—father hates me. That is why he sent me away,” you got out, the only thing that made sense in this conversation. But something else made sense, a connection in your mind. “Am I in Madripoor?”

“You are. Queen Sharon broke our treaty by taking you.” 

I FUCKING KNEW IT

I FUCKING KNEW IT

oh that BITCH

she needs to go on a date with a fucking DAGGER

“I will get you out of here,” she whispered, forehead pressed to yours.

oh my heart is hurting 🥺

“Let me get you out… get you back home.” 

“I cannot go back to Hyland.” 

“I wasn’t talking about Hyland.” 

oh hello onions. long time no see.

😭😭😭

Every instance in which he hadn’t let you leave, every cruel thing he did to keep you at a distance, it was still aching, but part of it made sense. God, did Steve know? Did Natasha? 

surely not, they wouldn’t keep that from her!!!! 🥺

“Of course I do not love him. And if you were smart—if you were ambitious and a ruler—you wouldn’t be focusing on such trivial matters.” 

exfuckingscuse me you traitorous snake.

“Y/n,” he shook, hands flexing at his sides. “There were—there were people in the castle.” He shot his gaze up to Steve, already crumbling at the harrowed expression on his face. “Steve… where is she?” 

oh fucking hell 😭😭😭

They would probably have your itinerary for the day at the center of the table, and Bucky would have to look at what you had planned after lunch. He would have to look at everything you were going to cancel just so he could take you to that damn library and kiss you in between the shelves. Because that’s the only reason he had agreed so readily. 

GODDAMMIT 😭

“There won’t be a wedding if she’s dead, will there?” 

The metal rattled in Bucky’s hands as he prepared for something he could barely fathom. He had no idea what state you would be in, nor how difficult it would be to get you out, but he didn’t care. He would fight until his arms ached if it meant getting you to safety. The repercussions could come later. 

GO GET HER AND HUG AND KISS HER SHE NEEDS IT 🥺😭

“Bring her back.” 

“If it’s the last thing I ever do,” he confirmed. 

OH MY GOD 😭

It was all he could do to not look at the barn cat that swatted at his boots when he went to his horses side. Alpine, you had named him, and Bucky had to apologize profusely to the stable hands that never agreed to a pet. But you had fallen in love with the damn thing the second it made its way onto the hay covered ground, and so he did as well. 

She’ll be back, he wanted to assure, but Bucky could hardly predict the future. 

SHE WILL BE BACK BUCKY SHE WILL 🥺😭

GODDAMMIT KATHIE

I am going to spike my hot chocolate with some whiskey or something to cope with this shit.

AHHHHH ANOTHER WEEK 😭😭😭

A Correspondence of Obligation - Nine

Pairing: Prince!Bucky x Princess!Reader (Royal AU)

Summary: Obedience, duty, pristine smiles—raised as the princess of an oppressive kingdom, you knew nothing else. Your father signed your life away at the ripe age of five, black ink bleeding into a contract between nations, fate cemented with the flick of a quill. So when the time came to fulfill the promises you were too young to make, you expected much of the same in the land of Brookshire. But Prince James had other plans, as did the enemies looming outside the castle walls.

Word count: 4k

Warnings: Angst, Bucky is upset in his POV™️, reader is going through it, we are all going through it

a/n: This is a tiny bit late, so thanks for sticking with me! I appreciate feedback so much, let me know what you think! Thank you for reading ♡♡

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A bleariness had taken over your senses. You knew you were in a room with four walls and a window that overlooked something, but the ringing in your ears made it hard to discern what exactly that was. It was a ringing that you knew stemmed solely from panic. 

It was frustrating to admit that you had given into everything. The men of this castle moved you somewhere, and you went. They told you to stay put, and you did. At least you had been able to catch that you were in a castle at this point; survival meant being meek, but keeping your eyes steady, just as Natasha had taught you. 

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