#im literally shaking with anger!!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

[hotmess-exe]

look, imma say this shit right the fuck now.

to any mutual pushing the "vote blue no matter who" bullshit in whichever fucking capacity you think is legitimate

YOU are the one with the privilege and the audacity to think that the standards that do no matter to you should not apply to anyone else.

we are not mutuals. assume I unfollowed you.

[evansbby]

Hiiii, i know ive been mia for sooo long because i havent been on this app for ages but i opened it recently and saw that you posted poyt5 and sis… when i tell you i stayed up for around an hour reading the whole thing in one go…. IT WAS SOOOOOOOOO GOOD!!!!!!! Literally crying shaking throwing up because ive been waiting for it to come out and i really couldnt guess what was going to happen. Let me get into this one by one please ehm okay

So the fact that omega STOOD UP FOR HERSELF!!! YES! FINALLY!!! She didn’t let Peter pull her away, she didnt let Steve gaslight her anymore, she put her foot down and demanded respect… in the most omega way but she did it and honestly it was one of the best oarts of the entire chapter. I can feel her growing out of this shell of a person to someone who knows their self worth and im so damn proud of her!!! Her accepting that she shouldn’t be treated like shit by steve or bucky or sam or her own mother and actually being smart emough to decide to not be the same as her mother and be there for her child is just *chefs kiss*.

And Steve; the way he changed over the course of a week because he has realised that his actions actually have consequences and realising he was a terrible person and facing that, accepting it and turning a new leaf?? GROWTH! Him actually protecting omega this time around instead of controlling her and rather controlling his anger?! YAAAAAAS. And his relationship with his mother omg i think what omega said about not wanting to be around had such a huge impact because of what his mother is going through as well. He couldn’t lose two of the most important women in his life 😭😭😭😭. And honestly I melted at the sexy shower scene becausee sis it got me wanting a man so damn bad you have no idea!!! And his actual proposal and the mating and the i love yous at the end 🥹🥹🥹 my heart. AND STEVE WITH HIS BABY GIRL AAAAAAAAAAAA kill me now. He’s turned into the man he always pretended to be, an even better man and though im sure he has a lot more stuff to deal with, he’s getting there and that is what matters

I really loved it and i love you for sharing this amazing story with us and let us become a little poyt book club <3 it was a perfect ending to a perfect journey and you deserve the world for giving it to us 🩷🩷🩷🩷

-🌸

HEY BABE! Thanks so much for reading and sending this in!!!

And yes! This chapter was all about the change and growth of the two main characters! Omega did stand up in her own way to all these men in her life, and Steve 1000% was affected by omega saying she wanted to die bc deep down he knew his Mom is dying too 🥺🥺🥺 he didn’t want to lose both of them 🥺🥺🥺 he needs omega so much that he’s willing to change for her🥰🥲

THANKS SM BESTIEEE

[duckybarnes1917]

I already knew what was coming and yet I still got so stressed reading this one 😆

“It was widely known amongst everyone in the club that the President’s patience was not to be tested, not if you wanted to keep all of your teeth.”

👀 ok moody

“You keep lookin’ at me like that, Stevie,” Bucky snapped, inhaling another drag from his cigarette. “You’ll end up in Stephen’s fuckin’ office, beggin’ him to fix your pretty face.”

OH okay daddy 🫠

“She doesn’t get involved in club business, you fuckin’ know that.”

Steve—this is a yes. Call her.

Peter sounded winded, the panic was constricting his chest like a vice and the sound of wind in the speaker was a sign he was moving, and fast.

NO NO NO

I can hear him and I don’t like it 🥺

“I dunno what to do, Boss, please!”

baby 😭 you must stop hurting me like this!!

Bucky watched in his mirror as Sam came up next to him, Thor and all the others following in formation behind. 

YES YES GET THEM

“There he is!” Bucky shouted over the wind and redlined his bike, the engine roaring as he took off like a bullet, weaving between cars. Steve was just behind him while Sam and the others rode down the shoulder. 

I just switched my music to Burn It Down and my heart is literally racing, this is like a fucking movie!!

Sam and the others were surrounding Peter, and for the singular second Bucky could watch, Peter’s shoulders were shaking while Steve rode next to him.

RAGE

An untethered rage overtook his body and his mind screamed at him to protect, to maim. 

me and bucky both have anger issues i see

Peter nodded and Bucky could see the tear tracks down his face and the trembling hold on his throttle. There was nothing he could do to comfort Peter here

YES BUCKY YOU COULD SHOOT THOSE BASTARDS

Whichever enemy of theirs had targeted Peter, they wouldn’t live to regret it. 

That’s more like it 😌

“Better not deprive them of the opportunity to fuss over ‘im, then, huh?”

NO YOU BETTER NOT

I HAVE SOUP AND A FUZZY BLANKET PREPARED

I meant what I said, this read like a damn movie!! So so good, this was such a nice surprise to open tumblr to today 🥰👏🏽

𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 | 𝐉.𝐁.𝐁

Pairing // Biker!Bucky Barnes x F!Reader Word Count // 1.5k Warnings // swearing, gun violence, car/bike chase, light angst, Bucky is protective Author's Note // I wanted to develop Peter and Bucky's relationship in this AU, and what's better to do that than some fast action and putting lives on the line? For those who have watched SOA as religiously as I have, you may recognise this. Set after Merry Fuckin' Christmas and inspired by this.

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Threatening Bucky’s club - his family - would only lead to the reaper knocking on your door. Nothing would stop him from burning the world to the ground if it meant his family would be safe. It’s a pity the poor fool didn’t realise this, until it was too late.

It was widely known amongst everyone in the club that the President’s patience was not to be tested, not if you wanted to keep all of your teeth. Patience was relative, in this case, and it made Steve nervous. Bucky could see it - the click and twitch of Steve’s jaw, the slight pinch to his brow that made him look about ten years older. 

“You keep lookin’ at me like that, Stevie,” Bucky snapped, inhaling another drag from his cigarette. “You’ll end up in Stephen’s fuckin’ office, beggin’ him to fix your pretty face.”

Bucky did not make it a habit to smoke, let alone chain smoke, but today had been the exception. Sitting on the precipice of tumbling down the cliff and into that rage that simmered deep in his veins, god, it was too tempting. 

“Do I need to call Sweets?” Steve asked as he scuffed his boot against gravel, watching as their ‘partners’ drove off from the meet up.

“Fuck no,” Bucky growled, lighting another smoke and taking another drag. “She doesn’t get involved in club business, you fuckin’ know that.”

Steve sighed quietly and fished his phone out from his pockets - no doubt to text Nat. 

The meet up hadn’t gone as planned, and now Bucky faced the prospect of cleaning out their cash stores, or armoury - depending on whether he wanted to start a war - to make good on a deal that would only bring trouble. 

Bucky shoved the cigarette into the dirt and stubbed it out with the heel of his boot. “I want Church in an hour,” he looked up at Steve to find him already watching his every move. “No one can skip, this shit needs a solution.”

“On it,” said Steve, when the sound of Bucky’s phone ringing gave them pause.

Bucky pulled his phone from his kutte and stared at the ID. Peter. “Why the fuck is the kid callin’ me?”

“He went out on errands this mornin’,” Steve answered, mounting his bike and settling in for the ride back. “Might be calling to see if we want somethin’ picked up.”

“Who fuckin’ knows,” Bucky sighed. The phone rang once more and Bucky answered. Nothing, however, could have prepared him for what happened next.

“Boss! I need- I need help!”

Bucky’s gaze snapped to Steve who sat straighter in his seat. “Peter, hold on-”

“Please! I don’t know what happened, I was riding back but these cars came outta nowhere and I can’t shake ‘em!” Peter sounded winded, the panic was constricting his chest like a vice and the sound of wind in the speaker was a sign he was moving, and fast.

“Fuck.” Bucky nodded at Steve once but he was already on the phone, rallying the family. “Peter, listen to me-”

“I dunno what to do, Boss, please!”

It was moments like this that reminded Bucky just how young Peter was - he wasn’t scarred by the life, he was a smart kid, but he didn’t have the same level of street smarts as the rest. No doubt after this, that would change. 

“Listen, Peter!” Bucky barked, his bike roaring to life. “We’re gonna give you an escort home,” he looked to Steve who was still on the phone, his Harley rumbling as it idled. “Head down the interstate, we’ll catch you up!”

“Okay! Okay, I’m sorry, Boss, please-”

“Peter, just go!” Bucky snapped, hanging up and shoving the phone back in his kutte. “Let’s go,” Bucky directed at Steve, and they rode away from the abandoned lot, kicking up gravel in their wake. 

Their bikes tore down streets and around corners ‘till they came to the interstate. “It’s too busy!” Steve yelled over the wind and Bucky nodded. 

“Good cover!” Bucky shouted back as they merged, weaving through cars and trucks when loud rumbles sounded behind them. Bucky watched in his mirror as Sam came up next to him, Thor and all the others following in formation behind. 

The gun in Bucky’s holster was loaded and set, his family was here - now they just had to find Peter. 

Bucky led them around another truck when he spotted two cars chasing a bike - a Dyna. “There he is!” Bucky shouted over the wind and redlined his bike, the engine roaring as he took off like a bullet, weaving between cars. Steve was just behind him while Sam and the others rode down the shoulder. 

Bucky would never admit it aloud, let alone to you, but he had a soft spot for Peter - the kid learnt fast, he was almost fearless, and hell, he had balls of steel when the need arose. 

Peter wouldn’t get hurt, not on his watch. 

The bikes behind Bucky roared when he gestured to circle around, Sam in the lead while he and Steve took a direct route, right next to the cars chasing Peter. They were sleek, subtle; if they weren’t chasing a member of his family, Bucky likely wouldn’t have picked them out on an interstate. 

One of the cars swerved to run Bucky off the road and he snarled, pulling free his gun to aim at the carriage of the car. The shot rang out like a whip crack but the car didn’t slow. “Steve!” Bucky yelled and Steve’s Harley tore past him towards Peter, the hive mind of brotherhood working in his favour - protect our own. “Fuckin’ dare you to run me off the road, bastards!”

Sam and the others were surrounding Peter, and for the singular second Bucky could watch, Peter’s shoulders were shaking while Steve rode next to him. An untethered rage overtook his body and his mind screamed at him to protect, to maim. 

He fired off another shot, this time directly at the car’s front tire. The explosion of rubber was deafening and the car swerved towards the barrier out of control, narrowly missing the tail of Bucky’s Indian. “Fuckers!” 

Bucky shifted gears and rode to take his place right next to Peter, the back riders parting like the red sea to let him through. “Back to the clubhouse!” Peter nodded and Bucky could see the tear tracks down his face and the trembling hold on his throttle. There was nothing he could do to comfort Peter here, they had to get home. 

The second car gave chase until they hit the turn off towards home, and Bucky knew Steve had memorised the plate - he would get Peter to run it once the edge of his panic had worn off. Whichever enemy of theirs had targeted Peter, they wouldn’t live to regret it. 

However, facing both you and Nat when Peter was on the verge of nervous collapse also wasn’t ideal, either. “Pull off!” Bucky yelled, gesturing to the service road that was surrounded by a grove of trees on one side. The bikes purred as they turned and pulled into the wide bay by the trees. “Christ,” he breathed, yanking off his helmet and dismounting. 

Peter was chalk white, his eyes wide with fear - whether that was of the prospect of Bucky losing his shit at him, or the fact that he had just been chased, Bucky couldn’t tell. “What happened?” Bucky asked once he had forced Peter into sitting down on the gravel before he could actually fall. 

Bucky watched Peter’s throat work furiously around the ball of emotion that had wedged itself, preventing anything intelligible making its way out. “Sam, water,” Bucky ordered. A second later a bottle was pushed into his outstretched hand, and he offered it to Peter wordlessly. 

“I dunno what happened, Boss,” Peter rushed, and Bucky crouched down, careful to move slowly. “They came outta nowhere, I was just starting to ride back home when I saw them.” A slight pause interrupted his tirade. “You guys came outta nowhere, you were faster than bullets!”

Sam chuckled and shifted. “We protect our own, Pete.”

Without moving his gaze from Peter’s pale face, Bucky addressed Steve. “You got the plates?”

Steve crouched next to Bucky and nodded. “We’ll run ‘em when we get back home,” Steve’s hand rested on Peter’s shoulder and he squeezed. “You did the right thing, son.”

“I was so scared, I d-didn’t know what to do!”

“Get up, c’mon,” Bucky said, standing up from his crouch while Steve took his cue to stand by their bikes again. The gravel scuffled under Peter’s unsure footing. “You did good, kid.” Before Peter could protest, and before his pride could stop him, Bucky pulled Peter into a tight hug. “We’ve got you, you’re safe.”

The muscles in Peter’s shoulders went lax in Bucky’s hold, and he sniffled weakly. “Let’s go home.” Peter nodded at Bucky’s words and moved to sit on his Dyna, his shoulders rising and falling with the deep, grounding breaths he took. 

“Nat and Sweets know we’re comin’ back home,” Steve murmured to Bucky, who sighed heavily. “They’re fine, jus’ worried about Pete.”

“Better not deprive them of the opportunity to fuss over ‘im, then, huh?” 

Steve chuckled and kicked his bike into life, Bucky following suit. 

The ride home wasn’t a long one, but it afforded the opportunity for him to think. There were so many possibilities of who exactly was behind this random attack - they had no shortage of enemies, everyone knew that. 

Time would tell… he just needed a stiff drink first. 

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[calllamander]

hi! stumbled across ur post and i wanna say congrats on 100💗 here’s to much more 🥳

i am Bad at describing myself so i will do my best LOL;; a literal hufflepuff if you will - loyal, hardworking with passion sprinkled into it. the therapist friend, i’m always there for my friends if they need someone to talk to, advice, a shoulder to cry on, etc. i love music - singing and dancing, i love the stars, and i love reading. am easily flustered, can be very crying-emotional at times, rarely feels and shows anger but when i do, you guessed it, i am the crying type of angy 🥲

may i have a fluffy no. 20 with any of the karasuno 3rd years? i am the Softest for them 😭 (and i’m curious who would you have matched me with if it weren’t for the restriction (just the name not another entire drabble alsjsksjs) - no need to answer if you don’t feel like it, it’s okay!!) again, happy 100 🥳🥰

A HUFFLEPUFF! I LOVE HUFFLEPUFFS bby yesss. anyway more seriously i didnt even read the restriction the first time round because i honestly was like "daichi." no one else. just daichi. also anon pls i wanna be friends now u sound so cute. also @sweet-lovely-bambam if you see yourself make a cameo no u dont :D

i ship you with...daichi sawamura!

20. together

eventually sugawara stands up, to his credit only slightly tipsy from the champagne that had been flowing since the reception. he carefully taps his knife against his glass to get everyone's attention, oblivious to the expression of his girlfriend, muttering something that sounded like 'koushi, that's crystal' as the noise and laughter of the guests finally died down.

but daichi only laughs, and pulls you closer against him, oblivious, your hands intertwined on the table just so so both of you could still look at the rings. you found yourself staring at them more than seemed normal, as if to check they were really there. sawamura too, seemed to smile to himself every time he caught a flash of gold, or when he stopped to admire how you looked in white. "now i've known daichi a while," suga was certainly sobering up, smoothing down the slightly rumpled lapels of his suit. "and he has always been a man of actions rather than words." he gives a pause, gleeful expression softening into something far more affectionate. "but!" suga gestures wildly and you find yourself giggling as daichi blushes furiously beside you, "he does have some very special things that he wants to say this evening," he looks directly at you, smiling wide, "to his bride."

the crowd, of your favorite people in the entire world, start to clap, and in that moment things felt pretty damn perfect.

awkwardly, your boyfriend, no, husband came to the front of the stage, in his tux, with the same uncomplicated handsomeness you'd fallen for all those years ago, swallowing hard and looking flushed and happy and slightly nervous. "uh, thanks suga" he starts, enduring a signature slap on the back from his friend, before turning back to you. "y/n. right." he swallows and you smile aat him encouragingly. "im not really good at big speeches or anything, as suga has" he smiled ruefully, "pointed out. but i did just want to say that...no where has ever felt like home unless you're there. you make me the" he paused, "best version of myself, the most real version. and whatever comes next, whatever life decides to throw at us" his voice was shaking, and you'd never seen him look quite so soft. "i want to face it, all of it, together. i love you. i love you. i will always."

always. that felt right.

[quinnfebrey]

not to get fucking emotional for no reason but i love the wilds so much because i also have anger issues and to see a character who is learning and who makes mistakes and IS STILL A GOOD PERSON despite having this flaw is so fucking nice like wow i love this show so much im gonna cry

i agree!!! i’m adhd and struggle so much with emotional regulation in both sides and rsd, and i often get just like obnoxiously upset about little stuff for no reason. and whenever that happens everyone is like “haha chill” and i’m like ok cool i’ll get right on that 🥰 tonis shelter destroying thing might have looked over the top to a lot of people but i could clearly see her getting to that point. i don’t express myself as outwardly as toni does but as a kid i would literally just sit there and shake with how angry i was about stuff lol i was like one of those energizer bunnies. but yes i totally agree, i rarely see anger issues shown realistically and also shown as a flaw without being demonized. like we know what toni does to the shelter and regans car was wrong, that’s not debatable, but it also doesnt villianize her, it just gives her a normal human flaw for her to grow from