#i love them so much... i hope u like my costume choices

[drop-the-curtain-123]

happy halloween! 🕸️🖤

[nickfowlerrr]

once more with feeling

pairing: professor!bucky barnes x curvy!actress!reader (reader is not a student)

warnings: mdni. no smut. flirting. i’d label this as soft horny if that were a thing lol. edward/guy moratz makes a short appearance. not much else really but self-indulgence at its finest. reader is probably minimum twenty five but you can imagine whatever age 21 and up you'd like and it should read alright.

words: 5185

notes: this was originally going to be a professor bucky x reader fic but then i got the idea for auditioning reader and then i thought oh! what if i wrote for my latest obsession - edward/guy! so then it was gonna be guy x actress reader but then i realized i kept picturing bucky and i’ve missed writing for him so then it changed again into professor bucky but now with actress reader and that’s where i landed with it even though i think this would work so well with guy as our guy and truth be told upon rereading myself i did start to picture him instead of bucky ha but ANYWAY this is buckys fic but if you wanna picture guy that works pretty well too 🤭 writing this was a nice distraction from the craziness of life lately and i hope you enjoy it. also just to say it - if you haven’t had the chance to watch a different man yet, you absolutely should. it’s great.

pls lmk your thoughts! i’d love to hear what you think. thank you in advance for reading! as always, comments and reblogs are so appreciated and more than welcome. 🩵

Goosebumps have risen all over your skin as you sit in the uncomfortable auditorium seat. Your legs are freezing thanks to the dress you don; despite its length, the fabric doesn’t provide much warmth and you can’t help but shake just a touch as another chill comes over you. You wrap your arms as tightly as you can around yourself but it too does little to help. The shrug cropped cardigan keeps your arms covered but the cold still chills - even inside the walls of this classroom auditorium.

This was a stupid idea, you accept far too late.

Granted, your planned outfit originally saw you in lined leggings to help fight the cold of the season, but after your little trip down the stairs on your way here - despite having held the skirt of the dress up to avoid such a fall to begin with! - you decided to toss the ripped and coffee soaked leggings and keep on instead of doing what the universe clearly was screaming at you to do: Go back to your apartment, take those god forsaken heeled shoes off, and put on something simpler. You were trying too hard.

Maybe you were. But you couldn’t care. You needed this. And when do you get to wear a dress like this on the daily? It fits the mood and works for the role without being a costume. You may feel a little uncomfortable, you don’t wear dresses out often, but you don’t think you’ve really made the wrong choice.

You were last on the audition sign in sheet so thankfully no one would be left to watch you the way you’d just studied the twelve other girls reading for this role.

They all dressed casually, had book bags with them, it was obvious they all attended this school. And here you were! A college dropout, overdressed in comparison, and clearly out of place.

Ah, you’re getting too in your head again. Always looking for a reason why something won’t go your way. But you’ve been working on that, and calling yourself out seems to help.

You take a deep breath as the last girl clears the stage and the casting table speaks amongst themselves.

You haven’t been able to see any of their faces, only the backs of their heads. You aren’t sure if there are students or faculty at the table with them but you figure it doesn’t really matter.

The casting call said all were welcome to audition - student or not. The location was only at the college because of renovations on the theatre in the city.

…It did say that, right? You’re not auditioning for a college show, right?

Your heart begins to pick up speed as you worry. Did you read it wrong? Were you making things up? You scramble for your phone and as you pull up the email the city theatre sent out last week, your name is called.

You don’t have the chance to reread it before you shut your phone off and tuck it away in your bag, placing it on your seat as you stand. You take a breath as you smile as confidently and friendly as you can and make your way down to the stage.

“That’s me,” you say as they watch you.

Finally you’re able to see their faces and as you make eye contact with each of them you can feel them sizing you up. Three people sit at the folding table before the stage and one man sits a bit further back in the second row of auditorium seats. He has yet to look up from his book and you realize you hadn’t noticed him at all earlier.

A younger man at the casting table, no more than 30 if you’d had to guess, tilts his head as he watches you ascend the few steps to the stage.

“So,” he states your name again, “do you attend classes here?”

“No,” you answer with a small shake of your head, “no I’m not a student.” You work to maintain your easy smile as you feel all eyes on you.

The man nods and turns to speak to the man still sitting and reading behind him. “Well, Mr. Barnes,” he gets his attention finally, “no pressure to stay. All the students have been seen, you’re free to go. This is the last audition for the day then we’ll be out of your hair.”

“Until tomorrow when you’ll take over my auditorium again,” he rumbles lowly as he stares at the man who is still looking at him.

You swallow hard as you do the same. His eyes are bright despite his obvious annoyance, his dark hair pushed back as he tries to keep it out of his face, only a couple silver strands shining through the dark chestnut brown; the stubble that covers his jaw adds to his air of gruffness - the spot of gray near his chin adding to his appeal. He’s tall, you gather as your eyes move down his body, his long legs. He wears dark slacks and a baby blue button up dress shirt tucked into his pants. The sleeves are rolled up his forearms and the top couple buttons of his shirt are undone, giving just a hint at his chest hair and the chain that hangs around his neck.

You realize you’re staring as you hear the voice of the younger man responding to Mr. Barnes, but you don’t hear what he’s saying as you force yourself to look away. Your eyes blink up and you’re caught. His blue eyes are on you, brows furrowed and his expression unreadable. You quickly look away and pretend you weren’t doing a thing as you wait for them to give you the go ahead.

Some more words are exchanged as they seem to try and appease the man whose classroom they are in. You’re not entirely paying attention to the conversation as you run your lines in your head for the millionth time.

You know the words. You know the part. You’re not worried, necessarily. But you haven’t booked a single thing in the past eight months and to say that hasn’t shaken your confidence in yourself even just a little bit would be a lie. But you’re getting back to your roots. You’ve missed the theatre. It was and will forever be your first love. This is your first stage audition in a while though, and your first experience with this theatre. Since moving to the city, you swore you’d audition for one of their shows but just never got around to it as your focus shifted to film. This is your time now. Is it going exactly how you’d envisioned it’d go? Well, you’re standing in a university campus auditorium instead of the stage at the Fervent Fires Theatre to audition, so, no. But that’s okay! You have a good feeling about this. And as you stand here, you feel more and more relaxed. It’s kind of bringing you back to your high school days - the annoyed teacher having to share the auditorium with the annoying theatre people. It’s funny.

And after seeing the other girls audition you really don’t feel too stressed. Most of them were late teens auditioning for Elmire. Despite the fact you played her in your late teens, too, that was simply because the production was full of other teens and young adults. You’re definitely more of the right fit even now. You’ve seen some of the theatre's productions before and who and how they tend to cast. Granted this is second day auditions and everyone else who has been seen might be in your league, but you won’t dwell on who you may be compared to - and you kind of needed the confidence boost today.

You take a breath and remind yourself you know what you’re doing. Whether you get a callback or not, just being on a stage again, acting in front of people again, you’ve needed this. It’s good.

You come back to yourself, out of your head and more at ease and hear Mr. Barnes as he speaks.

“And I appreciate being ‘free to go’ but I’m fine right where I am. Seeing as how this is my classroom, I’m sure that won’t be a problem.”

“Oh, no, of course not. I just meant that if you wanted to go, you were free to, are free to, do, ya know, whatever you want. We were under the impression you were required to be here as a faculty member during student’s auditions, but, uhm, yes, of course. We aren’t trying to push you out or anything,” he smiles before nervously clearing his throat and turning back to face the table. He shuffles around the papers before him and you see him pull your headshot and resume to the front of his stack, grabbing his notes and pen before turning his gaze to you.

“Alright, sorry about that. You can start whenever you’re ready.”

Their eyes are all on you. The casting table, and the man behind them. He’s set his book down next to him, has his hands folded in his lap as he sits back in his seat, casual and intent all at once, while his brilliant blue gaze is set right on you.

-

The audition is a blur, it goes by so fast. As you thank them for their time, you’re surprised when they offer you more information they hadn’t given out before.

“Callbacks will be next Tuesday and they’ll be at the actual theatre. We’ve been under construction all month but should be good to go next week. We appreciate you taking the time to come audition here, we know it’s a little out of the way in comparison.”

“Not a problem at all, it actually isn’t too far from me,” you smile.

“Good, well, keep a look out for an email with more details and…” the director on the end of the table looks up to you as if she’s catching herself from revealing a secret, then sighs, “ah, screw it, you’re definitely on the callback list,” she smiles, “we’ll see you there.”

“Amazing,” you breathe, “I’m looking forward to it. Thank you again, so much,” you can’t help your grin as you walk closer to the steps of the stage.

The casting table packs their things as you walk past them back to where you were sitting before. You’d left your bag and half drinken coffee so you make to go get it. As you pass the first few rows, you feel Barnes’ stare again, this time only fleeting as his name is called from the young man who spoke to him before.

“This table?”

“You can leave it,” he states, sounding bored.

“Okay. Thank you again for letting us use the stage, we really do appreciate it.”

You don’t hear him reply as you hear the casting team leave out the door.

The realization you’re the last one left intruding on this man has you hurrying up.

Until you hear his voice again.

“You were good.”

You turn at the compliment, wide eyed as you see him coming closer up the steps. Your heart seems to skip a beat and you wonder what he’s doing until he bends down a few rows before you and picks up an empty coffee cup someone must have left earlier.

You’re caught a bit off guard but force your mouth to work after a second, “Thank you.”

“Yeah,” he nods as he stands back up straight. You watch as he tosses it easily into the trash can at the bottom of the stairs before he turns back to look at you again.

You were right. He’s tall, and somehow even more attractive than you’d originally thought now that you’re seeing him even closer.

“I’m no director, but from what I’ve seen yesterday and today, if I was casting, you’d be it.”

“Oh,” you feel your face warm despite how cold the auditorium still is, “that’s,” you laugh a little under your breath, “that’s really nice to hear, thank you.” You have to look down as his gaze is just a little too much for you right now. You don’t need to fall down another set of stairs today and if you let yourself get lost in those ocean blue eyes of his, you’re almost certain you will.

“You seem more shy off stage than you do on,” he comments, taking another step up the stairs, another step closer to you.

“Yeah,” you titter nervously, “um, I’m an actor, ‘m pretty good at faking it when I have to.”

He raises his brow at your unintentional innuendo and immediately you catch yourself. You feel like you’re on fire and you see something in his eyes, almost like he’s working himself up to reply as he takes the last step he needs to be on the same level as you.

“You fake it a lot?”

Your lips move as if you have words to speak but nothing comes out as he stares at you and you stare back.

God, he smells good. And he’s so tall. And muscular. And pretty.

You blink as you try to break yourself free from this trance.

Is he hitting on you? You don’t even know this man’s name and yet there’s a fluttering in your tummy at the way he’s eyeing you. His gaze roves down your body, over your soft curves that are accentuated by the corset dress hugging you. His tongue darts out as he wets his lips seemingly without thought and that familiar desire that’s been plaguing you the last six months since your breakup has you fidgeting where you stand. He’s so effortlessly hot and the thought of getting on your knees right here and now for him hits you out of nowhere and only burns you further. Wow, where did that come from?

You haven’t been with anyone since you ended things with Nick, and you may be horny, but you’re not desperate… Are you?

You swallow hard and extend your hand to him, offering him your name as you do. He smiles with a deft chuckle, looking from your hand back up to your eyes before he takes your hand in his, seeming to ease some tension in him you hadn’t noticed before. Maybe not tension, maybe anxiousness? But no, that couldn’t be it. His smile is so easy there’s no way the word confident wouldn’t be in your top choices to describe him.

“James,” he supplies as you shake his hand. His big, warm hand that you can’t help but imagine the weight of if he were to place it on your waist. He squeezes you just a bit and another wave of your sudden desire rolls through you.

“Nice to meet you,” you say, sounding a lot more sultry than you ever intended. His lips quirk and he takes a second before he responds, again, you get the funny feeling he’s working himself up to say what he does.

“Can I be honest with you?” he asks bluntly, waiting for your nod before he continues. “I saw you staring at me when you were on stage.”

Okay. Ha. Wow. You’re so hot you wouldn’t be surprised if steam was coming off your cheeks. God, you could just explode from your mortification at his words. Is he really calling you out like this, right to your face? Your cheeks are burning and you don’t know what to say. You suck your lips in your nervousness as you inhale a breath through your nose, letting your lips go as you suck your teeth when you release them. You look down as your tongue runs along the edges of your teeth. A nervous habit when you’re at a loss for words as you let out a breathy titter at being caught and having it brought up.

You hear a light laugh from him before your breath is stilled when he gently touches your chin, his touch warm as he tilts your face up so you’re looking at him once again.

You’re stalled in a sort of awe as his eyes seem to twinkle at you.

“You don’t need to be embarrassed,” he assures you, his voice smooth as silk, “I was staring back.”

The soft smirk on his lips lights you up as you unthinkingly wet your own. In any imagined scenario you would never have thought you’d be so receptive to a stranger coming on this strongly - so boldly and up front. But here you are. Receptive as hell. There’s something about him, about his approach, that has you even more attracted to him than you were at first glance…er, stare. His voice, his attitude, the way he’s looking at you. As if he knows exactly what he wants, and he’s going for it. As if the very thing he wants right now, is you.

“Your eyes alone are captivating, but there’s something else about you,” he muses, “you got on stage and it was like I couldn’t look away.”

You almost have to force yourself to take a breath before you can talk. “The dress,” you quip with a small shrug.

“The dress,” he looks down at your body once more, a funny fluttering setting your core alight under his gaze, “well it definitely helped. It’s nice,” he compliments, his hand reaching to touch the fabric and grazing your hip. At his touch his eyes flick up to gauge your reaction and, seeing what you’re sure is a dreamy like haze, he goes on. “Look, I have to teach a class here in half an hour so I’m just gonna cut to the chase,” he says, a hint of an east coast accent slipping in and becoming clearer in his voice as he speaks, “I think you’re gorgeous. And I think you might think I’m not so bad myself,” he half smiles as his lips twitch. “I know this is forward,” his eyes meet yours once more, “and there’s no expectation here.”

Your brows raise despite yourself as you wait for him to go on. He licks his lips again and takes a step closer to you.

“Do you wanna have sex with me?”

You inhale sharply as you pause, your lips parting with the breath.

Weirdly some far off part of you was kind of expecting that was where this was leading, but in the very same breath, you really were not expecting him to say that. Your mouth goes dry and your mind goes blank as you try and process his words. You know your immediate, no thought involved answer. But surely, this calls for some thought, doesn’t it?... It’s not like anonymous sex isn’t a thing, it’s just never been your thing. But you do have the rest of the day free and you’re riding on a kind of confidence high at the moment, and god is this man tempting.

A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips as he stares at you, studying you and waiting for your yes or no.

“You do this a lot?” you ask instead.

He breathes a soft chuckle, “Never, actually,” he shakes his head, “but I’ve been out of the game for a while, recently been told I need to put myself out there, and I guess I don’t really know how to be anything other than direct these days.”

“Hm,” you look into his bright eyes, a sincerity there you don’t find in people often these days, “I guess I can appreciate that.”

“Is that a yes?”

Fuck it, you think. You’ve been pushing past your normal comfort zones all day. What’s a little sex with a hot stranger? …Right? You’re seconds away from saying yes, how could you not, you egg yourself on, but you figure you should make this as clear as you can. Not that his answer has much chance of changing yours.

“Is this just sex? Or…” you trail off.

“At the very present moment,” he specifies, “just sex.”

You nod in easy understanding, readily taking it for what it is, but he continues on.

“And if you wanna leave it at that, we’ll leave it at that, but if you’re interested in dinner later tonight, too, I’d be glad to buy. Pick you up and everything.”

“Oh, what a gentleman,” you simper with a titter you can’t suppress. “Okay.”

“Yeah?” he asks.

“Mhm,”

“Sex?”

You nod with a smirk as he closes the gap between your bodies.

“Right now?” he adds again, getting the same response as you smile against his lips when he leans in closer.

He kisses you. You’re immediately lost to him as his lips touch yours, his stubble tickling your soft skin. It’s surprisingly tentative, slow and soft at first, like he’s testing the waters between you. After a long moment, he decides to pull away, not too far, only parting for a split second. You're struck by the fleeting feeling of his lips being on yours, it steals your breath as you mindlessly lean into him immediately looking for more. Your eyes meet again, there’s a glimmer of shared recognition and you know he feels the same, and then his lips are on yours even more hotly. You’ve always thought people were dramatic when they spoke about having sparks with someone, that it wasn’t a real experience, just hyperbole… exaggeration, but you’re realizing now you just hadn’t ever experienced it before. That spark, that zing, it is real. It must be, because as crazy and sudden as it is, you think you have it here.

His hand comes to hold your head, keeping you close as he leads you. You might be embarrassed by the way you melt into him if you were thinking of anything other than how good his touch is and how perfect his lips seem to meld with yours.

You’re filled with a thrilling excitement you don’t know you can compare to anything you’ve felt before. This is new and nice and as the kiss deepens, your nerves turn from jittery butterflies in your belly to a smoldering desire that burns lower and lower. His firm body is pressed to your soft one and his free hand falls to the tail of your back, holding you closer and keeping you there against him before his hand snakes to your hip, wandering up your curves as he feels as much of you as he can. Your own hands are against his stomach as you chase his kiss, fingers fisting the fabric of his button down shirt.

James nips at your bottom lip and you give him entry without a pause, his tongue slipping in your mouth as he kisses you fervently, like something out of a movie. You’ve never been in a situation like this, and you can say with certainty you’ve never been kissed like this either.

You let your hands slide up his torso until you find the first button. As if you’ve done it a million times, you easily begin the tedious task of unbuttoning each one - though you take your time, not wanting to break any as you’re still caught in his hold, still lost in his kiss.

You hate having to break away but you need a breath and despite the loss of contact with your lips, James’ continues to travel along your skin. From your cheek to your jaw and down your neck as you angle yourself to allow him more access, all the while your fingers do their work and your breathing turns heavier. Once the buttons are undone you pull the tails of his shirt from his pants. His hands are still on you, feeling you as he kisses your delicate skin.

Your hands stabilize yourself by holding his sides as he yanks you closer to him still. He’s much thicker than he looked, you realize as you touch him. Your hands wander up his back, wanting to get his undertank off as soon as humanly possible so you can really feel the muscles there.

He brings an arm around your waist and his other hand glides down your back until he gets to your bottom, groaning in your neck as he squeezes you there.

“Buck?”

A loud voice breaks the trance the two of you have been under and causes you to jump as you hear the doors closing and footsteps coming around the side staircase, bringing a different man into view.

You’re startled, and James gallantly moves you just behind him despite your still fully clothed state. You’re still grateful though, you know you must look a little mussed, your cardigan falling down your arms and James’ undone shirt hardly producing any air of innocence about what was unfolding just moments ago.

“Oh, sorry,” the man starts with inquiring eyes, looking between the both of you. He’s just as tall as James and has eyes just as blue. He’s clean shaven, though and not as bulky. Still, they look like they could be brothers. “Professor?” he asks, “Am I interrupting something?”

“She’s not a student, Guy,” James responds, annoyance clear as day in his voice. “I’m not Drysdale.”

“Right,” Guy says on a light, breathy laugh, a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He seems uncomfortable at the mention. You see him as he eyes James’ still undone shirt.

“What do you need, Guy?” James asks firmly, getting his eyes back on him.

“It can wait,” he brushes off, “just wanted to say thanks for letting the theatre use the stage again, we appreciate it.” His eyes flick to you and he seems to make a connection. “Elmire?”

Your eyes meet his in surprise, “Um, yeah,” you nod with a small smile, shifting your weight from one leg to the other, arms crossed over your chest.

“Tartuffe,” he gestures to himself with a smile of his own. You suddenly recognize him and take a step forward.

“Wait, did I see you in Death of a Salesman the other month?”

“Yes,” he smiles even more sincerely now, “yes, it’s the year of the classics at the theatre,” he chuckles.

“Right, yeah, you were incredible. Really great performance,” you compliment him.

“Thank you very much. I heard good things just now about your audition, I’m assuming you’re -,”

James interrupts Guy by supplying your name himself, causing you both to look at him. You fight a smile at the sound of it on his lips.

“Well then,” Guy looks back toward you, clearing his throat a bit, “I will be seeing you at your callback,” he turns to James, “and I will be seeing you in the office later.”

He takes a step back, “It was nice to meet you, and thank you again, Bucky.”

The name catches your attention as Guy walks off and James turns back to face you.

He sighs as he looks at you, reaching for your hand which you allow him to take.

His touch is deceptively delicate and you can’t pretend you don’t like it.

“Bucky?” you question. He meets your gaze and gives a sheepish half smile.

“Nickname.”

You nod, “Ah. Makes sense,” you lilt, holding his eye. “Suits you.”

“You can call me Bucky if you’d like. Like the way it sounds when you say it.”

You huff a laugh, looking away. He continues on, “I’m sorry for that interruption, I uhm,” he let’s go of your hand and moves to start buttoning his shirt back up, “I think we’re gonna have to try this again later,” he pauses, glancing back to you, “if you’re still-,”

“I am,” you smile, cutting him off.

He finishes tucking in his shirt and then immediately takes another step closer to you.

His eyes are scrutinizing in the best way as he takes your face gently in his hands, your own coming to hold his wrists; his bright gaze shining into your own. It feels intimate but strangely…right.

“I guess I should be thanking Guy,” he muses. Your brows furrow in unvoiced questioning. His lips quirk at the face you make. “I was taking the advice of someone I’d never normally take advice from being so forward with you. Honestly, it’s not really me,” he admits, admiring the soft smile of your own gracing your lips at his words. “I’m more of the courting type.” You laugh brightly at his choice of words as he smirks. “Old fashioned, I know.”

“No, that’s..That’s good. More my speed. I was uh, stepping a little ways out of my comfort zone with this myself.”

The want that had been burning between you two wasn’t exactly boiling over at the moment, but despite the space between you now, it was still there... Call it a low simmer.

He pulls you closer as you wet your lips and his nose brushes yours. You’re certain he’s about to kiss you and your eyes flutter shut but instead, Bucky pulls away. He lets you go as he bites his own lip and you both hear the opening of the door again before you hear multiple footsteps follow in.

“My class is starting soon. But,” he gets his phone from his back pocket and hands it to you, “we’re still on for dinner?”

You take his phone with a demure smile, feeling somewhat grateful for the shift in direction, and send yourself a text message, saving your contact in his phone before handing it back, his fingers grazing your own. “I’d really like that.”

Students begin to file in and get seated around the auditorium as you stand with Bucky.

You turn to grab your bag and your coffee cup, then face him again. You glance around and notice you’re still relatively alone, most of the students have sat toward the middle of the auditorium, and no eyes seem to be on you, but you keep your voice low anyway.

“And I do get it if you really want to go slow here, but, if you want to…ya know, try this,” you raise your brows, hoping to communicate your meaning, “again, tonight, I’d be up for that, too.”

He nods, a schoolboy smile on his lips as he admires you.

Your lips twitch with a smile of their own, “I’ll see you later.”

You feel a renewed giddiness as you turn from him and he returns your ‘bye’. His eyes are on you as you make your way down the steps and follow you until he can’t any further. You liked the feeling.

Call you crazy, but you think you just might be developing feelings for Bucky already as it is, despite not knowing much more than he seems to be a kind man, gentle, confident, insanely attractive…. You wouldn’t be surprised if this dinner solidified those feelings and more, even further. You’re looking forward to talking with him, really getting to know him.

You may not be one for sex with a stranger, but sex after the first date doesn’t sound too out there for you... Especially not when that date is with Bucky.

[pinkrifle]

May I pls request being butters' older sibling HCs? I just NEEED it 😭 like... he is very lonely and I'm not sure what solid baseline for the relationship would be like if he did have an older sister/brother

Thank youu!! :DD

OF COURSEE I LOVE BUTTERS ☹️🫶 more butter requests pleas /hj /nf

— butters with an older sibling!!

cws/tw’s: stephen and linda. that’s it /hj stephen and linda being a-holes, bunny mentioning = blue text

when butters gets grounded you always sneak dinner to him <3 being very quiet so ur parents don’t know, even if u are the fave child

being prof. chaos’ sibling in crime!! even tho you guys do lose every single fight you have, it’s with you guys so every second is special 🫶

playing silly games with him no matter your guys’ age, your just happy to get butters away from your a-hole parents and into a better mindset

that scene where butters is in “VR” and kicks stephen in the balls, your standing right behind him with another headset on giving him a high five shortly after >:)

(your both grounded, but so worth it 🎀)

being professor chaos’ sibling in crime means you have a lot of cool advantages!! being older means making a lot of the choices (even tho this is prof. chaos’ team)

you design tweaks in the costumes, making your guys’ villain arc better together and getting revenge on stephen and linda like the badasses y’all r

playing hello kitty adventure with butters!! ALL THE TIME🫶 you love hello kitty as much as your brother, and damn anyone who talks smack about it >:(

when butters has chores you always help him!! and take some pics in the process, much to stephen’s chagrin. (but who gives a shit ab stephen )

when he’s upset over lexus you always reassure him she was good for nothing and he deserved way better!! (aka kenny ,, for all my bunny shippers, cough.)

4 all my bunny shippers (again), your the first person butters tells about his gay relationship. and obvi you don’t judge, you think these goobers r adorbs!!

you make/buy kenny and butters matching pajamas!! when kenny sleeps over you waddle in butters’ room wearing the same pajamas as them. (they’re flushed and embarrassed 🤭

setting up little dates for them in the backyard, telling your parents their just having a picnic (your their fake waiter) <3

whenever you guys fight butters is the first to apologize, even if your still upset you say your sorries and dismiss him.

your the first person butters tells about his whole marjorine thing, and you accept him, transgender or just a regular costume :) there’s nothing that could make you hate your brother.

speaking of marjorine, you help butters look more believable!! and when he tells you about that whole crying in the bathroom thing you comfort him the best you can, even if he is feeling better !!

treating him to ice cream and random candy you got from friends!!

speaking of ice cream, your his assistant when he works at the ice cream shop, and when cartman took all his money you gave half of your bank account savings to butters <3

HIII IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG :( i tried making it as long as possible but i’m sorry if it was too short 💔 i hope u enjoyed it!!

[vampirealpaca]

My thoughts on the pjo show (now that the season is over) (this is going to run long) Overall Rating: 8/10 :

Ok first of all, I actually LOVED the show and the cast is literally awesome; I do have some thoughts and feelings tho.

The GOOD :D

The visuals were eating ngl

THE CAST!!!! they literally were amazing cannot stress this enough

I think a lot of the changes were handled super well, especially Medusa (although I don't love all of the changes...see below in the next section lol)

I LOVED the set design for pretty much all of the scenes!!! Like the set & costuming was literally so good; sometimes it looked a little Volume-y but I think it's ok since they also clearly did a bunch of on-location stuff

Driving scene was literally so funny like no notes on that + the acting was On Point pretty much All of the Time.

I actually think they slayed with the special effects

Pretty accurate! (overall a waaaaaay better adaptation than the movies)

BLUE FOOD!!!!

More Sally content was awesome!! And I cannot stress this enough the ACTORS WERE SO GOOD in their roles!! Like I think they were the perfect choices ngl and I hope to see more of them in season 2 (if we get one, idk if its greenlit yet)

I also liked how they focused on Grover's character more (lowkey my fav now)

Genuinely had a great time watching the scenes from the books I've loved since Forever come to life onscreen!

The character dynamics were GIVING

Loved getting more info about Percy's backstory

The way they showed the Mist was honestly so cool!! This might be filed under Visuals but still...it was so cool

Fight choreo fluctuated, but I liked the Percy vs Luke fight (altho the scorpion erasure ;-;)

Again the chemistry with the actors like adkjhfdkjdfkjhdfjkhk I think the acting may have been my fav part honestly lol

All of the easter eggs for the fans!!

Rick's subtle rewriting of the story was sometimes very cool! (Like with the water grabbing Percy etc) --- you can definitely tell that he's thinking about how he'd change the story if he were to write it today

...HOWEVER i have gripes :(

THE LIGHTING WAS TOO DARK IN NIGHT SCENES!!!! HATE THAT TROPE WHY CANT I SEEEEEEEE (looking at u medusa scene)

I feel like they should've fallen into like…at least one trap without Knowing Everything about it. Like, I get the Medusa change and am pretty on board with it, but I feel like a few of the other changes weren't really necessary & messed with the stakes. A lot of the time it felt like I was watching them explain "Oh you're THIS person so you will do THIS so I will do THIS" instead of like...showing me.

Not enough blood (this is prob a Disney problem, not the show creators fault but like...cmon Disney...they have swords, let the children get More Injured...they are Fighting for their Lives)

Felt kinda...dryer than the books? idk how to explain it...like it felt like there wasn't the same Vibes in some parts if that makes sense, like they switched out a lot of funny moments (esp with how they changed Charon and the Crusty scenes lowkey im bitter)

the tone was definitely sometimes waaay different from the books (like it was way more serious I think, which is good sometimes and less good other times)

Idk if this is 100% true bc my last reread was a few months ago, but I think they separated the main trio more than in the book (?), it felt like they were duo-ed with diff members for a lot rather than building off of their main dynamic -- they had some trio moments but ig i just wanted more (again, I could be wrong on this one tho)

Lotus Casino not really being as Fun (the pumping lotus flowers in the air was a cool detail tho!)

It generally felt like they took a lot of the funny parts in favor of talking more about how messed up the gods are (which I liked sometimes!! but the kids are 12 let them have more funny moments too yaknow) (Rip the Died in the Bathtub line...gone but not forgotten)

I really didn't love the changes that made the story feel more Cliche and Basic (the ones that annoyed me were changing the entire DOA to just Some Standard Death Eater Looking Fellow & Annabeth's interactions with Cerebus being completely changed)

Mixed feelings on Gabe...I wanted him to be more evil at the beginning but I get why they changed it ig. Plus he was literally so funny when he (spoilers?) got murdered by opening someone else's mail. That's what happens when you commit a federal crime ig.

General Character Thoughts:

PERCY: Walker Scobell was such a good casting call... like you can tell he really cares about the books & getting the character right. Acting was on point, sass was on point (but I do wish he got to be sassy a bit More); Really gives off the energy of Percy Jackson and definitely was AMAZING in this role!

ANNABETH: She was spectacular in this role!! Leah got literally all of Annabeth down to a T --- her kindness, her pride, her wisdom, etc etc without resorting to any kind of "stock smart girl" vibe. She was literally SO GOOD! I loved seeing her talk about her dad, and the detail about her not having seen a movie is such a mood and so in-character lowkey. Leah really nailed Annabeth's dry humor and general vibe like dfajkhfdjhkfdhjk

GROVER: He was my favorite! Like, his acting was AMAZING fr!!! They brought a lot of newer things into his character that I think worked really well & it definitely strengthened his characterization --- he was also really funny & so sincere I just loved his portrayal of Grover!

HOWEVER I think some of the arcs are shakier since the characters didn't struggle as much, since they were figuring out a Lot of things

Overall, I took 2 points from the rating because the Spirit and Humor weren't fully there and I felt some of the changes made it feel less like the OG and more cliche (looking at u Charon). However, the great acting, pretty slay writing (except for the tone stuff), Vibes, and all the other stuff I think they did right pulled through to get it ranked a little higher lol. Plus, I liked it, even if I didn't like all of it.

No hate if u loved the show adaptation tho!! Feel free to disagree, these are just my thoughts lol. I really genuinely hope there's going to be a season 2, although I would like if they fix a few of these problems in that potential season (please...let me see what's happening in the dark scenes...please...)

[rollercoasterwords]

hey rae, congrats on winning the costume contest! gotta be honest, i got very curious about what you think about promising young woman's politics and the ending. i remember enjoying it, other than thinking it was a bit irresponsable at some parts... but also i watched it a while ago and dont really remember much from it. im currently reading the zombie essays you rec'd, and im franlky loving it so so much. monster theory my beloved. And this is the first time im reading about zombies through sexuality lens, all essays i've read about zombies so far were about afro-latin religions and black resistance during colonization, but im loving, reading it in bed while giggling and quicking my feet, etc.... bc "queer zombie jesus" deserves to be a bed read cmom look at that sexy combination of words. hope you're doing well!! xxx substack guy

hi substack guy <3 would love 2 share my thoughts abt promising young woman but i will do that in a min + put it under a cut bc. spoilers etc. love that ur enjoying the zombie essays tho!! there are so many different angles 2 approach zombies as a monster; if u have any reading recs abt religion + colonization my inbox is always open...i have a book or 2 downloaded but have mostly read scattered articles in that vein. agree that 'queer zombie jesus' is SO fun that was one of my fave articles from zombies & sexuality lol. also just recently bought a book called dead white & blue that's abt zombies + usamerican nationalism so. excited 2 start exploring that topic as well...

anyway. promising young woman thoughts (got long...also tw sa):

still thinking & working thru them etc but. generally speaking i am not a huge fan of movies that fall into the rape revenge genre so i typically start them skeptical, and ultimately i thought it was...an odd choice to have the main character be seeking revenge not for herself, but on behalf of her dead friend's past assault...talk abt a dead girl haunting the narrative etc...but like. usually one of my issues w rape revenge is the tendency to turn the person who's been assaulted into this figure of the Righteous Victim such that they become less a person + more a symbol onto which an audience gets to project + live out violent catharsis etc...honestly don't necessarily think there's an inherent issue with creating or seeking out that form of catharsis in film but i just. do not think it is particularly politically useful...+ this setup just like. took that to the next level by literally removing the Victim from the narrative entirely, stripping her character of all agency + personhood, and making her friend the Agent seeking Justice on her behalf which. i mean it's a bit ironic innit...

was also not too sure how i felt abt the whole setup of "woman goes to bars, acts drunk, and there's ALWAYS a creep who tries to take her home + assault her"...i'm somewhat torn feeling-wise here bc i used to very much have this sort of "all men are [potential] monsters" mentality that like no matter where u go there will be someone there ready 2 take advantage of u but. i no longer feel like that is a very useful framework 4 discussing or addressing sexual violence. firstly in that it tends to devolve quickly into the sort of gender essentialism that i am fundamentally opposed to, but also bc it seems so defeatist to me. how are u supposed 2 address a problem if u assume that the problem is already so baked in, and in such simplistic terms? so while i do understand that this is a film and it's sort of dramatizing what is a very real issue, i'm not sure i was entirely sold on the way it was dramatizing it...felt like it was trying 2 highlight but in the process was also flattening 2 a certain extent...

and then like. i did to some extent appreciate the way the film is trying to highlight that it's oftentimes "nice guys" committing sexual violence, especially bc rape revenge films often just portray the "bad guys" as like. cartoonishly evil. but i felt like even there the film was still wanting to get back into that black + white territory, which manifested especially in the bo burnham character. like, on the one hand the film wants to highlight the fact that people committing sexual violence are often sympathetic, perhaps even kind, "nice" people and not obviously evil bad guys, but on the other hand it did not seem to want to sit in the gray area of what that means at all (ie, asking the audience to actually sympathize with or relate to anyone implicated in acts of sexual violence), meaning that whenever we found out a character was involved in an assault that character immediately became a completely unsympathetic bad guy. and like, again, i understand why the film wants to do that--nobody wants to encourage someone to sympathize with a rapist. but irl sexual violence is by and large not black and white, and the fact is that most people are able to sympathize with and relate to people who have committed these forms of violence, because they're not cartoonishly evil bad guys--they're friends, partners, coworkers, family members, etc. and so again, this just isn't a framework that i find particularly useful in addressing irl sexual violence, bc i think it leads to this dichotomy we so often seen where if The Perpetrator/The Accused is not clearly Evil, then they must be Innocent. so like. the film tries, in some ways, to trouble that dichotomy, but i think in the end it just falls back into it--it's just that the guys we thought were "nice" are actually "bad"; imo the audience isn't really encouraged to sit in any emotional stew beyond that.

i do give the movie props for the actual way it handled portrayals of assault; i thought it did a pretty good job there. in particular was a fan of the way they elected to never show the actual video of nina, and how in basically any scene with sexual violence the emphasis was largely on the face + emotions of the person experiencing it. and i mean i did enjoy the movie, for the most part, while i was watching it--like i thought it was a pretty engaging film, good acting, etc.

but if anything the ending really. solidified my disappointment in the politics of the movie. not just bc cassandra died--honestly, i think the death was an interesting choice and there are ways they maybe could have played it that i would have liked more. but having the "triumphant" ending be the cops swooping in to arrest al...give me a fucking break lol. like u set up this whole movie abt how the legal system + these various institutions fail people who have experienced sexual violence, and then...i'm supposed to expect the cops to handle it? the justice system that already failed previously in the movie? and the entire framing of the ending--cassandra's final texts, the music, etc--makes it clear that this is supposed to be a triumphant moment. so i was just like. wtf....like in the end both women are dead. what form of justice is the suggestion that their abuser might go to prison? especially when prison itself is a violent + corrupt institution that must be abolished as part of the fight to end sexual violence? just a very shitty ending overall to what was already a movie that had me sort of going "hmmm...idk" throughout lol. so! those r my thoughts currently

[lutawolf]

hey! i saw ur response to a post i reblogged a while ago about not giving candy to a kid in a “native american” costume and i understand ur point! honestly i took the post to mean the costumes that come from spirit halloween or party galaxy , but i absolutely see how it could be misconstrued. idk exactly why i wanted to explain myself but i just felt like i disappointed u? sorry if this doesn’t make the most sense and i hope ur day is good :)

Hey love!

Thank you for explaining, I appreciate that. It means a lot that you care.

I can one hundred percent understand the upset with Native costumes from spirit Halloween or party city. I however don't think it's okay to penalize a child. And that's me saying that as a Native. Should a parent teach them better? Maybe, but we don't know what's going on in their life. Are they financially stuck and someone gave them the costume?

I'm not the best person in the world. I make a lot of mistakes. I'm constantly having to grow to be a better person but when it comes to kids, I just feel that there should be more compassion, forgiveness, and patience. Besides, what does it cost us to educate?

Being offended is in my opinion a choice. Personally, I believe that everyone should have a chance to learn and recover from the mistakes that they have made. I've found that we get better results by patiently educating someone, instead of bashing and insulting them. Calling people out only crushes their confidence, as well as ruining their self-esteem, and is that really what we want to teach kids? All because they've mistakenly offended. No one is perfect, and everyone deserves a chance to show that they can improve. It's different if someone continuously repeats their mistakes and refuses to grow. But that's generally not the case, it's more a matter that people give the level of respect given to them.

Take the USA, for instance. Prior to cancel culture, baby boomers and other generations yelled at each other. Cancel culture was taught to baby boomers, they returned the attitude given to them and proceeded to cancel in return. Now we don't have rights over our bodies and all of us female and LGBTQ community are fighting for our fucking lives. Like literally. We've taken extreme steps back.

We need to be addressing problematic behavior in a way that gently leads people to understand their errors, instead of aggressively calling people out publicly. Which leads to hatred versus discussion, growth, and change. There is just too much focus on acknowledging people’s faults and making them feel the torture for a mistake that was made, instead of trying to prevent the mistake from happening again.

And this got really long. So sorry. I'm so very sorry. My ADHD struck. Thank you for sending this. Again, I really appreciate it. 💜💜💜

[ancient-day]

EXTREMELY important question. what would each wildcard's favorite anime be? u can include goro if you want (im not 100% on the lore here but i think he counts?)

Aw, this is so fun!! I personally include Akechi, Aigis, and Sho Minazuki (P4 Arena)! Also I'm so bad at pinpointing, so I hope it's okay that I'm mostly going off vibe and genre rather than solid specifics for most of these.

Minato: Might seem predictable, but I immediately go for Evangelion. Thanatos' design always kinda gave me an Eva vibe, especially Minato's violent awakening. Plus the whole hedgehog's dilemma and struggle of forming bonds and fear of losing them. I dunno. He could also be a FMA 03 stan.

Kotone: I think she's an all-rounder. I think she'd really enjoy thrillers like Monster and elements of killing games, but she'd also go for comedies and lighthearted things. She wouldn't necessarily relate to things with heavy themes of the power of friendship given her reluctance to share her true struggles with others, but I think she'd admire the characters.

Aigis: Slice of life anime, I think? Or slice of life dramas that help her better understand people and perspectives. Maybe shows that have non-human characters learning about the world and people around them. I definitely think that she enjoys Featherman with Ken, though. Especially imitating the poses.

Elizabeth: She would watch anything once, but I think she'd like The Tatami Galaxy. And anime films. She probably wouldn't consider anything a favorite.

Yu: I'm so sorry if this is a really off-take, but my immediate thought was Huh, Yu probably has the patience and mental strength to endure One Piece. I can see him enjoying shonen. Maybe some mysteries. Detective Conan maybe, to go along with the absolute patience and dedication to something long-going haha Oh but he'd probably love something like Natsume Yuujinchou, too.

Sho: Battle anime all the way, but also probably humor anime. The more absurd, the better. When he's gotten more adjusted, he could probably vibe with Mob Psycho 100.

Akira: I feel like magical girl anime because this idea that you can transform into a stronger, more confident version of yourself complete with camp transformation sequences and costumes would appeal to him. Sailor Moon's an obvious, classic choice, but he's pretty much down for whatever. He and Haru could bond over their favorites.

Akechi: Featherman, Gundam, Legend of the Galactic Heroes, etc. I just think he'd like those types. He'd be insufferable to discuss Eva with lmao but he could have a few guilty pleasures, like Cardcaptor Sakura or something. Especially when it comes to Li's crush on Yukito and seeing Yukito's and Touya's relationship.

[megsssshie]

Eternity

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Notes: Im excited<3

Start Date: 2/2/23

End????

Part 1

New Beginings

As the light streamed through your curtains, your alarm rang obnoxiously, awaking you from your slumber, you glanced around your room looking over to the  white bag hanging on the door wondering if today was going to be different from the rest. Doing the same thing over and over again, when will you get a chance, a chance to become something. You start getting up slowly not wanting to get up from the bed, looking at your door dreading the uniform you have to wear, not knowing who to be today. Going to school has to be the worst part of the day being held in one place with people who dont know the real you, knowing that they couldn't care less. You sigh as it is time to get ready or you'll be late to class knowing whoever my sensei is would be quite irritated if i arrived late.

Not that it would matter even if it was a new school there's no way they would accept you. Though part of you thinks different, and that this school possible would accept a monster like us. You still have a slight hope that you'll be accepted. You trudge over to the door and pull your uniform out of the bag, It was the traditional uniform most high schools used you tied a (f/c) bow tied in your hair. You sigh ready to face the discrimination, you've face a dozen times. You slip outside into the morning chill wearing a (f/c) jacket. Your parents let you know not to disappoint them. You sigh, like that wasn't gonna happen, you pull out your phone to call a taxi. As you arrive to the school you frown, so much for high expectations, this was like any other basic high school. You sigh as you see a disturbing looking curse, why do you have to go to a normal prepatory instead of a Jujutsu one. 

You see a group of girls heading your way, wow do they look surprised "Hey you wanna come to our party later." You raise your eyes in suspicion, "Lemme guess its a "costume" party." The girls look at you, "Uh no we are like that girl." You sigh and quietly walk away from the girls just to bump into a tall boy with shocking white hair, falling to the floor he looks down, "Oh hello there, you alright?" You sigh, "Yea sorry, ill be going now."  The boy looks at you wetting his lips to say something, "Your not normal are you?" You look at him in absolute shock, "What do you mean by that....?" He chuckles, "Your definitely giving off huge amounts of cursed energy." Your eyes widen in shock, "How do you know that, you dont even go here." The boy sighs, "The names Satoru Gojo and I go to Jujutsu Tech in Tokyo, and i was sent here to fetch you , your not actually registered here your parents asked the school to send someone to fetch you as well as all your belongings." You pull your phone out and call your mom, "Ohayo sweety whats up?" You take a deep breath, "Did you send anybody from Jujutsu Tech to take me there?" You hear a giggle, "Surprise, lemme guess they sent the Gojos clans heir." You look at him, "Yea, now do you want me living in the dorms?" You hear her clap her hands happily, "Yess i already sent the stuff i know you love to decorate your dorm and everything!!!"

You bid her farewell and look up to the boy named Satoru, "Gojo right, well lets get going Tokyo's far away."  He chuckles, "Not so fast little one, you need to send in a uniform request if you want a custom uniform." You sigh and sign the uniform paper and fully describe your desires for your uniform. He chuckles as he reads over, "Open-chested? That's an interesting choice of dress." You sigh, "Lets just get going." He smirks, "We'll be there faster than u think, you might wanna hang on." You roll your eyes, "What do u mean by that Satoru, wait can i call you that?" You look at the idiot, "Why of course i wouldnt mind a cutie like yourself calling me by my name." You give Gojo a well earned punch in the face, "Lets get going shall we?"

 Gojo, holds on and before your able to blink you arrive to some unfamiliar surroundings, and a slight queasy feeling in your stomach. A tall boy with long hair approaches Gojo, "Where'd you get that little cutie from?"  You slightly frown, what is with Jujutsu Sorcerers and calling you cute. By then a young girl with short brown hair walks over, "Geto you're either irritating her on her first day or you scared her with that ugly expression your using." The boy named Geto glares at the girl, "That's so nice of you to say Shoko." The girl named Shoko just smirks, "Hey there cutie pie, ill take you to meet sensei, Thanks Satoru, but shes mine."  You look up at the girl, she has this effortless beauty look about her, although she looks like she needs a nap.

"Whats your name cutie?" You look down shyly, "Its (Name)." She grins, "Well (Name) the name's Shoko, and I'm here to save you from those morons and introduce you to our Sensei."  You giggle at her words, she smiles ruefully, maybe this wasn't gonna be so bad.  "Well here we are, here's my number if you need anything or wanna hang out and go shopping." You accept it gratefully and thank her, you sigh knocking on the door. "Excuse me Sensei I'm the new student Nakamura (Name)." A man opens the door nods while gesturing at me to enter. "Ohayo Sensei." He smiles slightly, "Welcome Miss Nakamura i hope your skills are as amazing as rumored and we are  honored to have you here." You grin at this soft but scary looking man. "Is that all I needed to be here for?" He nods and  opens the door to reveal Shoko and The two boys waiting outside the door. You glare at the two males for obviously eavesdropping.  "For fucks sake you two are sure nosy." Shoko grins as the two boys look dumbfounded.  "How are we nosy. Shoko was here too." You sigh at the two idiots, "Because you guys had your ears pressed against the door like morons."  Shoko started dying laughing, "You boys sure know how to make good impressions, new flash not every girl is swooning for you two."                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             {Time skip 1 year}

You and Shoko are currently waiting at the beach for a planned holiday. Shoko wearing a beautiful two piece olive bathing suit, that marvelously fits her curves and petite body type. Your wearing a  two piece white bathing suit or  a white one piece. As The boys arrived the looked over at you two with inexplicable faces.

JJK Secrets

Shoko really thinks (Name) is adorable and wants to squish her cheeks.

Satoru thinks (Name)'s cheeks look like mochi

Geto kinda likes (Name)'s chaotic behavior

Yaga has a soft spot for you

You have ugly pictures of Geto and Satoru

Shoko and you love going shopping

Satoru wants to steal you from Shoko

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[iraprince]

hi i just wanted to say im genuinely obsessed with the way you draw thighs + hips + butts + the crotch region in general. thank you for your service and if you have any suggestions or resources id adore them

hi, thank you! i have a lot of fun drawing those bits so i'm glad the fun comes through :)

i can def take a crack at some notes on how i construct stuff, but especially with this general pelvis area i think a lot of how i draw it is very much individual stylization -- so what i'll go over is definitely not any kind of anatomy tutorial or step-by-step or anything like that, and i also wouldn't even really call these notes suggestions on how to draw this stuff. my real suggestion is what it always is, which is to get into anatomy studies/figure drawing first, then decide how you want to stylize starting from that foundational info! also, while i don't usually lean into this a lot in my own style, the musculature of the thighs is a lot more complex than you might expect, so it can be useful to look at more detailed anatomical diagrams in addition to just studying from models. but i hope seeing how i often do it myself is still helpful in some way!

so, for starters, and i mean this totally seriously: a lot of what i get complimented on in my art is stuff i specifically draw with horny intent, lmao. i'm not at all saying you have to be horny to get good but i think you get results from fun + fixation, because when you care a lot about the details and when you care about capturing specific stuff that you're excited about (in any way), that comes through in your drawings. so when ur deciding on how to stylize, pay attention to what little details about ur area of focus are really cute/interesting/appealing to you, and find ways to emphasize that!

honestly part of that means focus on posing as well as whatever you're doing with anatomy/stylization -- i have a thing i affectionately call the "ira neck thrust" that my friends are constantly calling me out for and it's basically just the tits and ass back arch that i'm so fond of. of course u end up noticing how i draw this area when i'm constantly drawing attention to it and making things cheesecake-y specifically to show it off, lol!

beyond that i think the summary of the rest of the notes is just to find ways to lay things out so that it's easy for you to place the shapes and details you want to stylize/emphasize. i like drawing thighs with pronounced upper muscle; i often stylize the lower half of the torso + hips with multiple repeating curves to emphasize that shape. i love hip creases and visual cues on how the thighs are moving, so i usually don't miss an opportunity to draw those in (and to pose/costume in a way that specifically shows it off, again). my anatomy in this area is usually so stylized and unrealistic that, while of course i make a lot of these decisions from a foundation of figure drawing, a ton of the actual impact/final look is just coming from style choices!

(i also only have time to throw together one example, but these things should still generally ring true for bodies of any type/size; "bony" landmarks exist regardless of weight and will show up on larger bodies as areas where tendons + muscle anchor to the bone, which can have a lot of influence on folds + the shapes of body fat, and it's always a good idea to study reference and decide from there how to stylize. "morpho: fat and skin folds" is a great anatomy book for this.)

i feel like this is all i have energy 2 throw together at the moment and it's so specific to how i draw that i'm not sure how helpful it'll be lol but!! maybe i will come back to this another day if i think of anything else. also i guess here is one final summary of why i think this method works for me

[walkiingcandle]

Hello there! Can u do an Otis, bubba, Thomas, baby, Vincent, and Bo headcannon on how they'd react to a Halloween obsessed partner? Like, decorating first day of September, making a bunch of sweets, refusing to wear summer clothes while it's still baking outside, (basically me rn). (Also I don't remember if u said any1 from the chucky franchise in ppl u write but if u can add tiffany thay would be cool)

YESYEYSYEYS OMG THANK Y9U

I am currently decorating my bedroom for Halloween LMFOAHR but I'm the same way😭

ANYWAYS,,,, here's your Headcannons :)! I hope you enjoy <3!

Slashers X Halloween Obssesed! Reader

🎃(Otis Driftwood, Baby Firefly, Bubba Sawyer, Thomas Hewitt, Vincent Sinclair, Bo Sinclair, Tiffany Valentine!)🕯

Otis Driftwood 🍂

Otis and you have a mutual love for the spooky season!

He frequently finds you in the kitchen, Halloween themed utensils and apron making some sort of spooky theme treat !

he enjoys the Frankenstein rice Krispy treats :)

He won't help you make the halloween decor but he will help put them up!!

He makes you spooky theme art!

The first time he seen you wearing fall clothes in the Texas heat, he ignored it, it is your choice after all

that's until you have a heatstroke

he cares a little more, fearing for that to happen again.

you and him will makes costumes together :)

10/10

Baby Firefly 🍁

Another one who would be a amazing Halloween partner :)

Unlike Otis she would help you make decorations and sweet treats!

she enjoys replicas of the Pillsbury Halloween cookies !!

you two would make spooky decor out of old toys and hang then around the house!! both inside and out :)

now for the outfits,,

she would be concerned but wouldn't wanna make you feel bad so she would hold off, maybe keeping water and something to cool down with on hand:) (like a wet wash cloth!)

defo more concerned than otis

the moment you have a hear stroke? she will try and convince you to wear something lighter :)<3

11/10 love her fr

Bubba Sawyer 🎃

sweet boy

I feel the Sawyers didn't go above and beyond for holidays, kinda the bare minimum

so when you came along?

and you loved Halloween?

bubba may not understand at first but he supports it! till it gets really spooky :(

he will help you make decor out of bones and anything else! :)

he will also help you place them somewhere where you may not be able to reach yourself!!!

he l o v e s helping you bake treats

his favorite is blood brain pie (food dyed red apple pie:))

he gets very very concerned with how you dress in the heat!

will try to pursue you into something cooler so you do not pass out during chores or through the day!

10/10 love him sm

Thomas Hewitt 🔪

Another supportive slasher!!

he would l o v e coming back and seeing you Making something on the kitchen or crafting a new decoration!

The family may not let you go all out in the rest of the house tho :( a few nick nacks are okay!

Thomas would love if you went all out in your shared bedroom :)

he is happy if you're happy

loves sewing you little pumpkins or ghosts

loves making you things in general

in his free time he helps you bake

his favorite would probably be zombies breath (blue drink w dry ice in it) <3

he loves watching old Halloween films with you

would be extremely concerned with your attire in the texas heat

water and cool rag on hand 24/!

12/10 I love love love love love him<3333

Vincent Sinclair 🕯

He isn't a huge Halloween fan, he enjoys the more calms holidays ! (valentines, Easter, ect.)

but he loves that you enjoy it so much :)

definitely helps you with decorations as much as he can, not knowing how many they had lying around

I doubt the sinclairs had decorated much anyway :(

he'd make you spooky themed wax figures, paintings, drawings, ect!

he loves when you bring him down your newest batch of spooky treats!

his favorite is probs cookies as well :) keeping it simple!

Ambrose I believe chills off around fall so your attire don't really concern him!

he wears the same thing like sigh

if it doesn't

he may get worried

even though he wears that sweater 24/7 around hot ass wax🙄

9/10 -1 bc he has no room to talk abt attire during hot weather (love him tho mwah<3)

Bo Sinclair 🕸

he doesn't really like Halloween as much as you do

it's kinda like "okay? cool?" kinda mood with it

would not help you make decor or sweets

would eat the sweets tho and hang the decor (if you asked nicely)

his favorite sweet is probably booberry pie !!

he enjoys when you make him something and bring it down to the station

he will watch any spooky film they have on vcr with you! nice beer, you cuddled up to him, a film playing? sounds nice to bo

he won't really care about your attire he wear long sleeves all the time so it don't matter to him

7/10 for not making treats and decor:(

Tiffany Valentine 🕷

she loves Halloween and you can't tell me different.

will make sweets and help decorate the trailer with you :) even tho the place is basically decorated for Halloween all year round!

she loves seeing you make some sort of new spooky dish or beverage

her favorite is probs witches brew (drink)

she would take you Halloween costume shopping and watch movies with you !

she dont really care about the fall clothes !

it seems to get fall weather where she is based so she thinks it is a good thing!

11/10 love Tiffany sm omg mwah <3

I'm sorry if these weren't what you wanted :( I tried my best but I hope you enjoyed and thank you for sending this in 💗 have a good spooky season!!!🪰

[pjsk-writin]

Holy crap 2022'z almost over- that went by faster than i thought it would- my birthday iz also in 4 dayz so can i req Minori, Tsukasa and Emu (separate) with a reader who red-enactz scenez in fairy talez with them (more specifically confession-ish scenez)

Ur fine to decline thiz, just wanted a req with my favz for my birthday 👍

HII im SO sorry for this being late, i wish u a late happy birthday and i hope u like this !! <3

♡ REENACTING FAIRY TALES - Minori Hanasato, Tsukasa Tenma and Emu Otori x Reader

Minori:

Minori has always had a soft spot for acting. Even if it wasn't the field she went into, it was still something she loved to do!

So, when you bring up the idea of reenacting fairy tales with her, she's absolutely 1000% on board! The thought of being able to act with you was wonderful!

She usually gives you the freedom to pick the fairy tale, but she does have a few that she loves a lot!

She definitely wants to make costumes, even if they're made from the clothing around her house!

When it comes to reenacting scenes with her, she gets really into it! She does get a bit giggly every now and then if she feels like it's a bit too ridiculous, but you can tell she's having fun!

When you get to the confession scenes however, she seems to become an entirely different person-

She'll cling onto every single word that leaves you, her pupils practically forming little hearts as she listens to the heartfelt confession you were quoting

She can barely talk afterwards, just staring at you with a giddy smile. She was always weak for you, what could she say? <3

Tsukasa:

Tsukasa absolutely loves acting, I mean have you seen his troupe? He's destined to be a future star, and he'll act out any script put in front of him!

So, of course he's absolutely on board when you ask to reenact fairy tales with him! He's already wanted to reenact a few anyway, so he'd love to!

Although he tries to give you the choice, he has a lot that he wants to act out, and tells them to you with glee. He definitely rambles about them too-

He will of course make fresh new costumes for you, how could you two have a reenactment without costumes? He makes yours beautifully as always <3

He gets super into the acting, embracing whatever role he was assigned with absolute ease. He makes it as dramatic as possible of course, he wouldn't be Tsukasa Tenma without flair!

Once you get to the confession scenes however, you can tell that his acting drops just a tad to stare with admiration at you

He absorbs every single word of the scripted confession. You always had a way of making those confessions sound so real and lovely!

He continues to act of course, but you can see how much affection he pours into every single action and word towards you. It's quite sweet! <3

Emu:

Emu, much like her troupemate, also loves acting! Although, her acting is more her being loud and energetic as her character than anything-

She also really loves fairy tales, so she's definitely very excited when you ask to reenact some scenes with her! It's just like when she was a kid!

She definitely has her favorites, and asks you really excitably if you can do them. She's also always up to do whatever you want though!

Her costumes are definitely made out of very bright, almost neon clothing, but she lets you make your own costumes if you want to! Just know her costumes are bright pink-

She's definitely very energetic, it's hard to assign her any calm roles because she'll still be bouncing off the walls- Despite that, she's still very good at whatever role she wants to play!

Once you get to the confession scene, she definitely stops whatever dance or acting she's doing to watch you with awe

She remembers how lovely the confession scene was when she first read it, and she admires how wonderfully you act it out! You were pouring your whole heart into it, and it showed!

Once you finished, she just squealed and gave you a big hug, not even trying to continue the scene to instead cheer about how wonderful and amazing you are <3

[215-luv]

Hiya! Um I saw the post for Inarizaki's manager wearing a cheerleader uniform for a bet, an I was wondering if you could do the same scenario, but for Fukurodani or Aoba Johsai?? If you want to of course, you don't have to

FUKURODANI & AOBA JOHSAI WHEN THEIR MANAGER WEARS A CHEERLEADER OUTFIT

a/n: anything for you lovely! i hope you love this!!

FUKURODANI

all thanks to the other managers of the volleyball team

yukie was the first one who suggested you to wear the official cheer outfit and you immediately had to protest to that idea

yukie: y/n just shut up and wear the damn costume

kaori: i second that

you: (T_T)

of course, you had no choice

nothing bad would happen right??

it was for one day anyway, so you just had to get this over with quickly

you thought they’d been the kindest people on earth when they brought you to the gym with a dramatic entrance with whistles and shouts coming from them as they wall beside you

“i swear this is the end for the two of you-” “yeah yeah, y/n, you look hot right now anyway”

you snort from yukie’s response

“hey, boys!”

“hey! what’s… going… on…”

the next words came out in a distance from konoha, whom already had his eyes raking your figure shamelessly

the team came to stop with what their doing as all of you stare at each other without a word spoken

the awkward silence surrounds you and the team as you felt their heavy stares situated on you

“….” “…”

you gulp

“u-um.. guys?”, you wave your hand to catch their attention

they all tense from your voice as they snap out from their trance (or daydream)

akaashi was the first to speak up as he clears his throat, “what’s this all about?”

you swore you saw the blush on his face as bokuto slides his arm over the setters shoulders, eyes moving up and down from your face to your legs

yukie: little y/n lost a bet so she had to wear a chearleading outfit as a punishment~

you wanted to smack the smirk out of yukie at some point

“a-ah i see..” akaashi replies hesitantly before quickly looking away when you accidentally made eye contact

“um..”

“so? how does she look?” yukie wiggles her eyebrows while pointing at you

“hot-”

“konoha.” “h-huh? what!”

washio stares at you, “you look pretty with the cheer outfit, l/n-san”

you felt your cheeks burning, “t-thank you!”

bokuto makes a sound of affirmation, “the look suits you, y/n! feel like i could perfect all my spikes today!”

“i sure do hope so, bokuto-san.” “akaashi! of course i will!”

you scratch your head, “this isn’t too much, right?”

“what do you mean?”

“the costume and all?”, you shyly look away

“of course not!” konoha and komi immediately responds with a fist pump

yamato agrees, “i think you look amazing with it, y/n. i’m sure it keeps the team motivated.”

“i-in what way?”

akaashi mutters, “that’s for you to know, y/n”

“w-what was that?”

“alright! enough chit chat! you guys could admire her the way you want anyway, no funny business tho! now get to practice!”

kaori interrupts to clap her hands in signal, indicating for them to continue practice as the rest of the team unexpectedly shouts louder in response

konoha shoots you a thumbs up while bokuto smirks in delight before going back to the court

yukie nudges your side, “oooh you got them worked up y/n~”

kaori chuckles, giving her partner a low five, “maybe you should wear the outfit everyday, don’t you think?”

the only response you gave them was an eye roll

AOBA JOHSAI

“ugh, i’m so tir-AAAAAAAAHH!”

“what?! what happened?!”

“oikawa, i swear if it’s some dum- o-oh, y/n..”

you freeze when you’re faced with the third years on the entrance of the gym

supposedly, you were to wear your manager uniform today

but as you rummage your things in your bag you only came up with a chearleading outfit, which took you back to the bet you had with your friends last week

you sigh in dejection, ‘it’s supposed to be today?’

mattsun bends down closer to you, making you yelp at the closure, “hmmm.. this is interesting..”

“r-really?-” “oi, stop it, you’re scaring her” iwaizumi pulls the raven head by the back of his collar

oikawa chuckles, “iwa-chan! are you jealous??? hmmmmmm????”

“say that again-” “aaannndd we’re going back to practice!”

oikawa takes you by your hand while you felt makki chuckling from behind you

“i can’t believe we have our personal cheerleader now! does this mean you’ll be doing this everyday y/n-chan?”

“u-uh-”

mattsun takes his place from behind you, “ah, she’s stuttering.”

“cut it out, will you?” iwaizumi sighs

“y/n-san!”

the rest of you averts your attention to a blushing yahaba whom called your name along with kindaichi having the same expression

you were completely oblivious

you made a sound of hum as you made your way to the pair. the both of them tensing as you walk closer to where they are, “what’s wrong?”

“you look nice today-” yahaba admits while kindaichi gives you a nod in affirmation

“you mean hot” mattsun adds, arms crossed on the back of his head

“really hot” makki follows with a smirk

you scrunch your nose in embarassment before looking at them dead in the eye, “stop that”

though the action seemed intimidating, it definitely fired up the boys, who thought what you just did was extremely adorable

you felt someone pull you into their chest, and you looked up to see oikawa who’s had a smirk on his face

“y/n-chan~ if only you knew you were this cute especially with that cheerleader outfit~”

too shy to say anything, you pout as you burry your face on his chest out of embarassment

ah, you’ll definitely be the death of them

[ashesforashes]

ok so i saw the 1776 2022 revival and omg

(spoilers for changes in the new revival. 100% worth it to see it if u can)

first of all: every single person in that show was amazing. literally not a single weak link. costume design: amazing. lighting and set: perfect.

what i liked:

they didn’t modernize it too much. yes there was a whole thing in “the egg” where they projected onto a curtain all the civil rights movements/protests/etc up to the present but other than that (and a couple other times where the characters broke the first wall to adress the crowd) it was fully set in Philadelphia, 1776. also i don’t think that show ever needs to be done with men again. having it all non men made all the voices blend so much better and let them all show off their (insane) talent. also, everyone who had a solo song (ex he plays the violin, lees of old virginia, etc) like went up an octave and showcased their vocals and it was so good.

what i didn’t like:

there honestly wasn’t that much i wasn’t in love with. i think jefferson could have had a little more personality tbh but her violin was incredible so im ok with it.

the true showstoppers of this show were “he plays the violin”, “mama, look sharp”, and “molasses to rum to slaves”. with “he plays the violin”, the actor who plays martha washington used to play christine daae on broadway and it SHOWS. that girl sang that song so perfectly. there were some issues with the pacing of it but i did like how adams and franklin left halfway through and left martha with just jefferson and showed how in love they were. i must say, i was not insanely impressed with martha jefferson’s character until she started singing but i guess it was more in line with who she was in real life rather than a girl like in the movies. also. when they first saw each other they danced. i was hoping for a kiss lmfao.

mama, look sharp:

power. vocals. like it was a powerful song made even more powerful by the godsend vocals. the scene didn’t start off lighthearted like in the movie and i think that was a good choice and when she started singing, billy’s mama (who also played hancock) came out and just started riffing over the instrumentals in a gospel style and good god it was amazing. 

molasses to rum to slaves:

this hit so much deeper cause the audience was from boston. it was also so powerful watching the Black actors take off their congress coats and dance in front of the non Black actors. also rutledge put her everything into that song, she performed it and sang it so powerfully. it really cut the new englanders in the show and the audience to their core. 

other misc notes and thoughts

southern accents are hot

slavery comes up a lot sooner in the revival; jefferson brings an slave to philadephia and there’s a scene where they’re reading the declaration of independence and when it’s like “we hold these truths to be self evident that all men are created equal” and the slave is on stage and we see just how much of a hypocrite jefferson was.

the new scoring for the orchestra pretty much made the show. it modernized it and, especially with john and abby’s songs, it lifted them from pretty ok to amazing. like the way that the guitar came in. it was so good

jefferson’s coat was clearly a nod to hamilton lmao. it was a very nice coat too. and they gave her a red wig b/c of course

a lot more jefferson playing the violin 

john adams was insane. she was just so good

the lees of old virginia was somehow. forgettable? like don’t get me wrong, it was amazing but because everything else was so good, it just happened and then was kind of forgotten

“the egg” got turned from a boring song to a rocking firery song about american revolutions etc it was great. also more violin

hahaha dickinson was such a karen like oh my god i loved it

1776 is kind of a hard show to pull off, what with so few female characters and the time period that it’s in (and the way it kinda glorifies the founding fathers) but i think the newest revival is the gold standard to how it should be performed.

ok i’ve probably forgotten a lot but i genuinely enjoyed it so much and i’m praying so hard that there’s a cast album so i can listen to eryn lecroy sing “he plays the violin” on repeat. and also a proshot. i would v much love a pro shot.

[sashi-ya]

Peppermint Eustass Kidd x F! Reader Day 20: NSFW - Dressing Up as Santa

tw: nsfw. usage of costumes. face sitting. masturbation.

wc: 640

Dear, @magui-kawaii here I am with Day 20 and the spicy red haired captain! I hope you enjoy this little scenario! Thank u for requesting and happy holidays!! love ya! 💖✨

The request was:

magui-kawaii asked: Hi Sashi! ❤️ Can you do Day 20 🍬 peppermint with Eustass Kid x Shy F!Reader in Modern Au maybe the reader is trying to do a naughty surprise to him.

Buying Christmas gifts for Kid have always been a pain in the ass. The red haired only wants to eat and cares as much as nothing about the holidays. Yet, because he secretly hides a soft side, he never fails in buying you a present.

Yet, you struggle to get one for him… A robot figure? I mean he loves them, but again? No, he has a huge collection already. A wrench? he has too many…

You spent at least four hours surfing the many online shops on your phone, but still, nothing. And soon the idea of asking your best friend comes to your mind -even if something tells you to be careful. Bonney could be a little impulsive sometimes -

And there you are following the link from the image to the webpage that announces the minuscule red dress with white fur on the top and the skirt. “I bet Ms. Noel would freeze her ass if she wore this to the North Pole…” you say, laughing alone in the kitchen.

And two days after, the <present> is finally on your door. And it’s indeed tiny. Your buttocks are barely covered, and the neckline shows you have breasts you didn’t know you had. Sexy, revealing, tempting. You blush at your own reflection in the mirror and imagine the possible reactions Kid may have when he sees you tonight…

The sudden knock on the door (that more than a knock it sounded like a bang; cause Kid is everything except subtle) makes you jolt up. You fix the skirt of the mini Ms. Noel costume, praying for him not to laugh at your surprisingly and unexpected outburst of sexiness.

“Come in, babe. It’s open” you mumble, fidgeting your right foot on the floor. “Oi, babe I’m hungry as f…” Kid stops, dropping the bags of groceries to the ground.

“It isn’t Christmas yet and I already have Santa here?”

And just as Kid said that, he closed the door and ran up to you. He lifts you and takes you upstairs to your room resting over his shoulder. “Kid!!” you giggle, while he puts his hand over your ass and gives you soft spanks.

You fly to the bed as he throws you over the mattress, and he quickly takes his shirt off. You are absolutely stunned by the instant effect of your outfit on him, but frankly you don’t care as long as he devours you as he always does.

“Now this is a good Christmas eve, babe” he says, bending over you. Your cheeks get blushed, making you cover your face with your hands. “Oh, are you shy now?” he says, gently moving your hands out of your face. He plants a kiss over your nose and takes a last look at your body covered in red velvety clothes.

He goes down on you, ferally and quickly. He cannot wait any longer. Kid bites and kisses your thighs, his face under your skirt. “Ms. Noel, I will have to ask you to sit on my face right now” he mumbles, taking your panties off. “K-Kid…” you stutter, but of course you have no choice, because he is already lying in bed next to you with his hands on the back of his head waiting for you to sit over his face.

And so you do.

Moaning and whining his name you move back and forth, overly stimulated by the wonderful movements his tongue does on your core. The furry material of your skirt grazes his chest and nipples making him enjoy even more the way you stroke his dick up and down with your hands.

Suffocated and in heaven he makes you come with just his tongue. Sex stained in red lipstick from his mouth, perfectly matching your Santa outfit…

[zealous-whispers-of-us-redux]

something wicked this way comes

A/N: Thanks for being so patient with me. My spring semester has officially started. Anyway, I hope you are doing okay! I love u all, and thank you so much for readin'! <3 <3

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Summary: Halloween means Steve and Peggy's party and a costume contest.

"Hold still, Cal," Bucky says.

The tiny puppy wriggles in Bucky's arms, trying to break free from his grip, but he holds tight as he carries the naughty thing back inside. The little guy had danced through a massive pile of mud, and his feet were covered in the stuff. Bucky goes and grabs a towel to scrub at the muck. Calidore squirms harder at the motion- he hates having his paws touched after an awful experience with the nail clippers.

Sir Calidore, Knight of Courtesy, was a gift from Wanda. She'd found the abandoned puppy in an alley on her many trips to the city. She'd brought the little guy home, and Bucky's omega fell in love instantly. No one is sure what breed Calidore is, but all Bucky knows is that the little guy is growing bigger and bigger every day. He is sure little Cal will be bigger than his mom when he is fully grown. As it is, he is growing quickly, and his teeth are something else. Calidore has ripped holes in many sweaters already.

Satisfied, Bucky sets the clean puppy down. Cal scampers to his water bowl and drinks thirstily, splashing all over the floor. Bucky sighs and mops that up too. After making sure there are no muddy footprints anywhere, Bucky makes his way up to his bedroom, Cal hot on his heels.

Bucky and his omega have been pretty quiet over the last twelve months. Their days have consisted mainly of group therapy, cuddling on the couch, spending time out in the woods, and reading together. Bucky has been on a few pack trips, but he finds it hard to leave her when he knows she's upset. She'll spend time with Wanda or Natasha, though the latter is adopting a pup of her (and Sharon's, of course) own, and Bucky's omega is struggling with it. In fact, it seems like almost everyone is either having a pup or planning to have pups. But tonight, Steve and his mate Peggy are throwing a Halloween party, as they do every year, no pups allowed. Bucky and his omega agreed that going to the party would be good for them.

Naturally, Steve was elated when he heard. Peggy was too, and it had been her idea to have couples' costumes. A few days ago, she'd texted Bucky instructions that he was to be Shaggy and his omega was to be Velma. She wasn't thrilled with this choice because she had no idea who Velma even was. After teasing her about how old she was, Bucky'd made her watch the old cartoons and his favorite Scooby-Doo movies until she was caught up.

“Sunshine?” Bucky says, opening the bedroom door, “Cal an’ I are back.”

“Just a second!” she calls. "I'm almost done!"

Flopping on the bed, Bucky inhales her scent, noting that she is content. His hindbrain settles down and relaxes at that knowledge. Bucky thinks of the support group they'd found and wants to hug everyone there. Without them, neither Bucky nor his omega would be able to get out of bed, let alone go to a party. They'd been told that healing from such a tremendous loss is hard work, but that the two of them have so many people willing to support them. Bucky is grateful.

Bucky scratches Cal's head as he reaches for his Shaggy costume. It's nothing to write home about, but Bucky is pleased that he managed to find the exact color of maroon bell-bottoms. Accuracy is essential, after all. He puts on the pants, tugs at the shirt, and messes up his hair.

"You ready yet?" he asks as he slips on a pair of black shoes.

"Yeah," she answers, sounding upset.

Bucky jumps to attention, thinking that it's some awful thing.

"What's wrong?"

She emerges from the bathroom in a skirt shorter than he's ever seen her wear, and Bucky's jaw drops. She tugs on it self-consciously.

"The stupid skirt shrunk in the wash," she says. "And I've realized I look terrible in orange."

"No, you look incredible," Bucky says. "I just- wow, you look hot as fuck."

"I can barely walk in those heels."

"Damn, where have you been hidin' those legs?"

She sighs. "You've seen them before."

"Right."

Her skirt is so short that it should be fucking illegal. Bucky has to swallow back a growl the longer he looks at her. He likes looking at her all the fuckin' time, likes watching her gain confidence when she realizes that Bucky thinks she's the prettiest thing he's ever seen in his life.

She straightens up and grins. "Will you put the glasses on me, Buck?"

He takes the plastic frames from her hands and slips them over her ears. He swallows.

"You look so sexy. Holy shit," Bucky groans, wrapping his arms around her and burying his face in between her breasts.

"Gods bless tight turtlenecks?" she asks.

"Fuck yeah. We gotta roleplay more."

"What, as Velma and Shaggy?"

"No! Like, as a schoolgirl-teacher thing or somethin'. I dunno; I can't think right now. Gods damn."

"I'm taking that as a compliment."

"You fuckin' should. You're gonna make me hard."

"Gross," she says, but she's grinning. "Are you ready to go?"

“Yeah -it ain't gross, by the way- I’m gonna look stupid in comparison to you, though.”

"Shaggy's my favorite Scooby-Doo character. Besides, T'Challa just decided to throw on a crown from Burger King as his costume. You have put in at least twenty percent more effort than that," she says.

Bucky continues staring, not that she can tell anymore. She’s too busy bending down to grab her heels and letting Bucky see up her skirt. Not really purposely, but Bucky can't help but take a peek. She's wearing a pretty pair of underwear that he'd picked out for her. Bucky chews his bottom lip, wanting nothing more than to get his mouth between her legs.

“The correct answer is supposed to be ‘No, Buck, you make the sexiest Shaggy ever.'"

"Okay, but Shaggy isn't necessarily sexy."

"He is when I'm him," Bucky says.

She stands and turns to catch him looking at her. Bucky raises his eyebrows.

"What are you staring at?" she asks.

In response, he reaches out for her, and she throws herself in his arms. He grins, his eyes darkening as he runs his tongue over his bottom lip.

"You can't go out like this," Bucky says.

"May I remind you who shrunk the skirt in the first place?" she says.

"Touche. But everyone's gonna be lookin' at you tonight."

"Yours are the only eyes I'll notice, Buck."

"Why's it you always know what cheesy thing to say?"

"Ah. I can read your mind."

"I'd believe that even without the bond."

She kisses Bucky's chin, but he pulls back with a frown as he realizes something.

"Crap, I shaved. Shaggy has a beard, damn it. How're we gonna win the contest now?"

"Does it matter?"

"For accuracy sake, yeah," Bucky groans, flopping his head on her shoulder in defeat. "Damn it. I'm an idiot."

"I always forget how competitive alphas are," she mumbles to herself before poking Bucky on the cheek. "Hey. Will it count against us if I draw one on with eyeliner?"

"Mm, probably not."

"Good."

She takes Bucky's hand and leads him into the bathroom. He sits on the edge of the bathtub at her urging as she draws on his chin. Bucky closes his eyes, enjoying the touch of her hands on his face. He'd been worried he'd never feel it again.

The first few months after they lost their pups was difficult. It had felt like Bucky and his omega were going in two separate directions. One would cry while the other sat stoically. Bucky thought she had dealt with it all long before he did, which made him feel like a failure of an alpha. Little did he know, she hadn't dealt with it at all (as she was wont to do) but thought he had. Things got so bad at one point that they didn't talk to each other about anything. Bucky felt their relationship crumbling under his feet, and he didn't know how to stop it. But one day, he caught her in her favorite reading chair, sobbing into her book. And when she saw him watching her with her tears reflected in his eyes, she'd thrown herself in Bucky's arms and they finally cried together. That was the first step on the arduous journey of healing- at least according to their support group leader.

"You're all done," she says, patting his cheek. "You look like Shaggy."

"Think we'll win?" Bucky asks.

"We better. I'm never wearing this garish shade of orange ever again."

"But you'll wear the skirt again, right?"

"Maybe," Her lips quirk, "Just for you, though."

Bucky wraps his hands around her legs, sliding them up until the tips of his fingers hit the hem of the skirt.

"You look so good. Please wear this skirt around the house. Just this an' nothin' else, okay?" He nuzzles her clothed stomach. "My pretty omega. Got half a mind to skip the party you look that good."

Of course, Bucky's phone starts ringing. He scowls at his pants pocket.

"Buzzkill," he complains to it.

"I'm going to go get Sir Calidore's costume ready," she says, kissing him, being careful of his eyeliner goatee. "See you downstairs."

Bucky pulls his phone out. It's a text from Steve asking where the hell they are. He responds that they are on their way, grumbling under his breath as he does so. Steve's always been a fuckin' cockblock, the bastard. Bucky stuffs his phone out of sight and follows the sound of barking. She's in the kitchen trying to put on her shoes as Sir Calidore sits at her feet with a Scooby Doo collar clasped around his neck.

"What even are these shoes?" she complains, stumbling then catching herself. "Jeez!"

"C'mere an' hop up," says Bucky, patting the counter.

She does, and Bucky goes about helping her with her heels.

"Should Sir Calidore wear a t-shirt?" she asks. "I mean, I don't know what else to do. He isn't colored like Scooby."

"Scooby doesn't wear clothes," Bucky points out.

"Gods, I knew we should have gotten the full Scooby costume we found online."

"He wouldn't wear it. He nipped me when we tried to make ‘im wear those swim goggles, remember? Put your head up, I wanna scent you."

"Why?" she asks but does it anyway.

"You know why," Bucky says as he sucks a mark into her neck.

“You’ll be a good boy tonight, won’t you Sir Calidore?" she says to the puppy as Bucky goes about doing whatever alpha thing he feels like he has to do. "Your dad needs this party. He hasn’t seen his packmates in a while. I told you about the babies I lost, right? Well, your dad is still very sad about that, though he pretends not to be."

She catches Bucky's gaze: "I love him so much; you know that, Sir Calidore? I want him to be happy again.”

“Daddy wants your ma to be happy again too, Cal. Because I love her so damn much."

"I love you too, but not the 'Daddy' part."

"Still a no, huh?"

"Still a hard no."

"I'll get you one of these days, omega-mine. An' there, hey, just like that, your shoes are on."

She hops off the counter. "Thanks. If I twist my ankle-"

"-I'll carry you around."

"All right, deal. Ready to go?"

Bucky nods but reaches back and smacks her on the ass. She doesn't respond in any way, but he can see the corners of her mouth lifting when he smacks her a second time.

“This fuckin’ skirt’s too short,” he says for probably the thirtieth time.

“Gods' sake, you shrunk it!”

“Yeah, I know, I know. An' I guess I like showin' you off, so's long as you come home with me."

"Always, you dummy. We're married, remember?" she teases. "You good?"

"All good," says Bucky. "Let's go, Cal."

[akajustmerry]

Maybe private bc I imagine this discussion is unpopular, but how do you manage to separate sparrow and d*pp in your mind? I tried to rewatch the movies and I want to enjoy it I’m just having some trouble wrapping my head around it you know?

hey, cuz ❤️

so I'll start off by saying 1) definitively fuck jd*pp, this will in no way be a defence post and 2) everyone's limits and thresholds are different. if you or anyone reading this can't reconcile or stomach jd's characters knowing what we know, totally fair enough. this is just gonna be me explaining how d*pp being jack sparrow doesn't bother me personally that much.

part 1: autuer theory is bullshit and individualism is a disease: it's an inescapable fact that jd plays jack sparrow, but acting like he's solely responsible for that character being brought to life is major discredit to potc director gore verbinski, Elliot and Rossio writing team, penny rose (costuming), Steve Rivikin (he edited potc with his team). It's a total myth and marketing gimmick that ANY element of a film can be the sole responsibility of a single person. If any one of the people above didn't do their job right, jd's performance means shit all. film is and always has been a collaborative art form. to disregard and depreciate the work of all the people who work tirelessly to make something so huge like potc happen because of one guy is disproportionately unfair. I promise film is way better when you appreciate it as collaborative, rather than through an individual-centric lens.

part 2: not gonna punish myself for some guy - depriving yourself of art you enjoy because a guy in it turns out to be a piece of shit isn't actually something you need to do to yourself. you don't deserve to punish yourself for the actions of strangers. unless you really feel your own moral integrity is so weak that you genuinely believe engaging with art made with the involvement of these ppl is somehow going to flip a switch in your brain will make you Just As Bad As Them™ engagement doesn't equal endorsement unless you actually want it to. Give yourself some credit when it comes to your own integrity.

Part 3: guilt doesn't help victims - I've said this before and I'll say it again: separating art from artist is a fruitless exercise, you can't do it! make peace with that, learn from the artist's mistake and support survivors. In this instance that might mean donating money to domestic violence non-profits, pirating jd's movies if you wanna watch them, calling out bullshit defenders of his, being clear u don't support him etc. At the end of the day, not allowing yourself to enjoy basic escapism movies doesn't actually do anything to help the ppl most affected by jd's shit.

Part 4: actors are just actors - did you know jd wasn't even the 3rd choice for Jack sparrow? He was asked to audition after the first 3 choices said no. One of those actors was Hugh Jackman. worse comes to worse I just replace jd with uncle Hugh in my mind, knowing he woulda likely done a bang up iconic job.

Now again I feel the need to say that everyone is different and if you feel that you personally can't get past jd's real life abuser shit to watch potc, I don't blame you. I can't watch Harry Potter anymore because of all jkr's shit and I've been known to go into full on fits of rage when I even see a poster for a movie with g*l ga*ot. I genuinely believe the only reason I manage to still enjoy potc is because I was and am a big kid who loves pirates, I know what I am about and so jd's crockshittery just doesn't touch the sides of potc for me. I personally refuse to give him that power when he isn't the only thing that made jack or pirates what it was.

Once again, I wish nothing well for that man at all and hope every single person who defends him wakes up with chronic backpain from the weight of their bullshit.