#like my friend would probably be like haha I am on campus

[bunibelles]

Intrusive thoughts hour 😭🫶🏼

[shalomniscient]

Sev I've been having a lot of thoughts about Rahu x Milf!Reader these last few days (you've seriously gotten me addicted) and I'm just having so many thoughts that I need to express to you.

First off, I'm a firm believer that, yes, Rahu is the one full-on panicking once Milf!Readers water breaks. Like girl had a whole list of the things she needs to grab before getting you to the hospital, and it's all neatly packed and already to go, but she completely forgets about it or forgets where it is instantly. I imagine you're just standing off to the side, the bag in hand, and a hand on your stomach, acting like you aren't currently in labor. Poor girl is feeling so dumb when she finally notices you and the bag, then proceeds to take it from you finally as well as your car keys before you both leave to the hospital in silence (she's embarrassed and it's so cute).

Also, Rahu with a lactation kink!?!? I'm sorry, give me a moment, I think my horniness has just risen tenfold. She's such a needy and whiny puppy for your milk, and she's probably latched onto your nipples more often than your guy's baby is (she can be very possessive over your tits). I'm sure if she had it her way, she would be latched onto them all day, 24/7. Forget school or work or anything, she wants Mommy's milk.

I have more thoughts, but I thought I'd just share these two and not overwhelm you (considering your backlog of stuff, which btw, make sure to take breaks and don't force yourself to write). Anyway, it's 1 in the morning where I am, and I desperately need sleep, haha.

SINS IT IS BED O’CLOCK YOU BEST BE SLEEPING ?? 🔫🔫🔫

that being said 👀👀👀 girlfailure rahu SO TRUE like active combat situations? no problem. someone coming at her with a knife? cheap shit. the mother of her child going into labor? EXTREME PANIK 😭😭😭 you’re squeezing her hand while in labor and SHE is squeezing right back because she’s stressed out of her mind, more than you are LOL

cw. lactation kink

but yeah rahu and lactation kink goes CRAZYYY like she’s become even more puppy than before, if that’s even possible skdhdkskdkdk poor reader’s tits can’t catch a break LMAO after the baby is fed she’ll be sitting nearby giving you the most puppy dog eyes you’ve ever seen and once you give her the go ahead i swear this woman will be leaping over tables and furniture to bury her face in your chest 😤😤😤

also on that possessive of reader’s tits note… a student once saw reader on campus and in the presence of both reader’s son and rahu said “damn she’s got a nice rack” and instead of rs throwing hands immediately he (and several other friends) has to hold rahu back from absolutely mauling the other guy. rahu is puppy for reader but for anyone else ?? she’s a got damn doberman and she’s NOT afraid to bite as a warning

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for blocking someone / not wanting to talk to them / having limited contact after they ticced?

TW abelism

So I know the title sounds bad. But. Hear me out.

So I am disabled I use a cane. And I just started university. I’m somewhat open about being disabled as I use a cane so I am used to getting questions and I feel it’s easier to rip the proverbial plaster off.

I was talking to a guy (I’ll just call him guy) on the course running adjacent to mine as we have some lectures in common. This was over text message so I can get to know people around my campus and make some friends in a new city.

I first get inklings that he’s probably a not so nice person as he says to me ‘I like to tell jokes. But I can’t tell them because they’re to dark and blunt.’ And when I ask to hear a joke he says no. I don’t want to be to judgemental off or the bat, so I don’t push him to make a joke and I leave it at that.

But saying that seemed like a red flag to me? I also didn’t want to be judgemental and potentially just not talk to someone over something small like that.

So when we have our cross over lecture I see Guy afterwards, we say hello and after talking for a while and he goes ‘haha you have a cane!’ In a voice and points at my cane.

I am somewhat taken a back because I was somewhat open about being disabled and y’know. Maybe don’t say that to me?

I said ‘don’t do that. I don’t like it.’ Guy said ‘it’s just a joke.’

I said ‘but I still don’t like it.’

Guy continued on the ‘it’s just a joke’ path and when I looked upset he asked me ‘why do you look upset?’

So me and my friend left and I blocked Guy on this messaging thing because frankly enough I wasn’t keen on talking to him and I was really upset. (My friend cheered me up with hot chocolate bless their heart)

Guy texts me somewhere else and says ‘I’m so sorry I don’t think before I speak Somtimes. I have Tourette’s and autism.’

Now here’s where I may be TA. I still don’t want to talk to him. I want to block him again. I want him to leave me alone. I don’t want that type of energy in my life and frankly enough I don’t need it.

If he had said ‘I’m so sorry I have Tourette’s that was a tick’ in the moment, I would have understood and moved on. I’m disabled too. I get muscle spasms with my disability, so I understand that’s not the same but I also sympathise. It’s bloody hard.

The thing that upset me was he defended it with ‘it’s just a joke.’

But I also understand not wanting to share your disabled /nurodivergant status. It’s a very sensitive thing, and there where people also behind the lecture theatre who heard what Guy said about my cane, plus my friend who was with me.

So. WIBTA for blocking guy / not talking to him / having limited contact based on a tic?

What are these acronyms?

[avalil18]

(Series) Only The Young

Summary: you and Joe meet at OSU and start to get to know each other

Pairing: Joe burrow x reader

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September 10 2017

Y/n POV

It was a cool September day at OSU. The sun was shining but a crisp in the air flowed. I was heading out the door to go to my English class. I was wearing jeans, a white long sleeve Flowy top, and boots. My backpack was as heavy as a boulder and was making my back ache. Once I got to my English class I sat down on one of the auditorium seats and pulled out the moving table from my arm chair to put my notebook and pen on. After a few minutes more people started to come I wasn’t really paying attention to any one of them until someone caught my eye. It was one of the quarterbacks from the football team. He recently joined the class. I’ve seen him walk around before and I’ve seen him play. He is really good at football but I don’t understand why he is a backup. He should be QB1 from the way I seen him play. He sat down in the row below me. He fisted bumped someone who was probably one of his friends and pulled out his stuff from his bag. He was so cute. But I have to focus. The class was long but all I could think about was him. He was right there the whole time just being perfect. As the bell rang it startled me but I got up and put my book in my hands and swung my backpack on my shoulder. As I was getting out of the row to head out someone bumped into me. It was him! My books fell out of my hand and he went to pick it up.

“Oh my god! I am so sorry”-joe

“Are you ok?”- joe said as he handed me my books back

I smiled

“Yeah! I’m ok. Sorry that was my fault I wasn’t looking.”-you

“Haha! Don’t worry about it I wasn’t looking either.”-joe

“I’m Joe by the way, Joe burrow!”-joe

He puts his hands on the straps of his backpack clearly not knowing if he should shake my hand

“I’m y/n!”- you

“Well y/n it was nice meeting you,and so sorry for bumping into you.”-joe

“Don’t worry about it! And it was nice meeting you to Joe burrow.” -You say with a smile

Joe smiles big trying not to blush but I could definitely see it.

We both walked out and onto the main campus. He wasn’t a little bit behind me but I could feel eyes on me as I walked and knew it was him which gave me butterflies.

“Wait y/n,wait up!”-joe

I turned around to see his beautiful blue eyes and wide smile.

“Do you by any chance have the notes from last class? I missed them because I was at an away game.”-joe

I smiled

“Yeah! I was actually about to go to the library to finish them though. You can join if you want!” - you

Um! What was I thinking! Inviting the QB to take notes with me!

“Yeah actually! I would like that!”-joe

“Great! This way!”-you

Joe started walking with me and my heart was pounding. After a few minutes Joe spoke up.

“So, tell me about yourself!”-joe

“Haha! Well since you want to know so badly. I am from Northgate,Ohio which is right out of Cincinnati. I have an older sister and a twin brother! And I love dogs and the beach!”-you

“Oh!I’m from Ohio too! I have two older brothers!”-joe

“Really! Where in Ohio?”-you

“Athens!”- joe

“Oh I’ve been of Athens! My friends and I used to go there sometimes during the summer because there is this old house on the lake and where we used to hang out!”- you

“Yeah! The famous lake house! I go there all the time!”-joe

“Haha that’s so funny! People in Athens are so sweet that’s one of the reasons I’ve always loved going.”-you

“Yeah,they are really nice!”-joe

Joe and I got to work on our notes but we couldn’t stop talking and laughing.

“So you really only seen Star Wars once?”-joe

“Yes!”-you

“Damm y/n I really got to go take you to go see it. You have to watch it!”-joe

I looked at him in shock. Did Joe just ask me out?

“Let me take you out Saturday night! We can go to the theater right around the corner.”- joe

“Are you asking me out on a date, burrow?”-you

“Maybe…”-joe

“Well then it’s a date!”-you

“It’s a date! Here give me your phone number.”-joe

I handed him my phone. My heart is racing. I can’t believe I’m going on a date with Joe!

“Here! I will text you.”-joe says handing back your phone.

“Ok! See ya! Got to get to physics which sucks!”-you

Joe looks back at you in shock.

“You hate physics? I love it!”-joe

“What!! I can’t stand it! I don’t understand what Professor Burn talks about. Well I just don’t understand it in general.”-you

“How about I help you! You can help me in English and I will return the favor by helping you with physics!”-joe

“Ok! I got to go but text me!”-you

“Ok! Bye y/n!”-joe

“Bye Joe!”-you

I walked away with a smile on my face.

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Joes POV

I got into English class and there she was y/n. She was beautiful. Brunette hair, blue eyes, and an amazing smile. She’s very sweet and calm. She has a funny laugh that makes me get butterflies. She sits right behind me. I always find myself looking at her for to long whenever she gets called on.

As I was walking out I wasn’t looking where I was going and bumped into her.

“Oh my god! I am so sorry!”-joe

I bent down to get her notebook and English book. As I gave it to her she smiled which made me get all giddy inside. I introduced myself and she did the same. We both walked out and I didn’t want to stop talking to her so I decided to say I didn’t do my notes and if she could let me borrow her notes. I actually did do them. All of it. I ran up to her and I asked. I then found myself sitting in the library with y/n taking notes. I found myself staring at her beauty. She was perfect. I knew I needed to ask her out. She got me. And not a lot of people really click with me like she did. She was different. A good different. So I asked if she wanted to watch Star Wars with me at the theatre even though i watched it millions of times. And she said yes! I gave her my phone number and turns out she needed help with physics which is my specialty. My plan is to take her out Saturday then maybe if she feels comfortable to come back to my place to study. Not to do anything else. I’m not that kind of person to rush into things like that and I know people are different when it comes to those kinda getting together things and I respect it. I was kinda sad when she left to go to class. I just wanted to keep talking to her forever. But now I have to plan the perfect night for Saturday.

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Authors note:Ahhhhh first one of the series! Yay! I hope you guys like it! This is apart of How you get the girl🩷✌️

[orizukuin]

What do you think of Charlie and Mike? Liek, how do see them separately and them being together?

Hi! Great question! Haha! So I'll be honest with you!

In comes with seeing them as individual characters : 

To Charlie, when the first time I saw them (UWO: CHAPTER 5) I already knew this character would grow on me in a way that I won't stop talking about them 24/7 ((Shout out to my Girlfriend who will hear me- talk about Charlie non-stop at most random times..)) 

I do think Charlie is a Fun character during those times. And what I adore about them the most are the expressions throughout the game (UWO) there's just something into it that pulled me into liking Charlie more than the others (probably because of how crazy they look)- Finding CIU in the Play Store is gives me excitement as I started saying stuff like: "Ehh?? there's a part two?? no way" and of course like every simple minded person- I installed it (lmao) 

Finishing the game, I felt that the game had more holes that needed to be covered. But later on, I found out that the game was rushed due to the contract being over, so it's understandable- I'm just thankful that the game was released and not canceled, haha! 

But anyways!!! CIU honestly showed me another side of Charlie that I never truly expected. Knowing that side of Charlie just made me love their whole character even more ((even other players not very fond of it)) 

And to Mike: 

Oh, Mike that silly-looking boy. At first, I never really paid attention to him like every other person does since he probably only had 10?) or a bit more dialogue. But he soon grew on me as I kept replaying the game to get the other endings alongside the other achievements, which came with the Fanarts of him and Charlie together. ((those fan arts pushed me so now my entire works only revolve around them, not that I'm complaining or anything:]]] ))

In full honesty. I feel bad about what happened to him like Broo got one of his eyes taken out! it probably confused the crap out of him since neither of them expected it to happen- and I bet it hurt like a b*** 

((i know,since i almost got one of my eyes taken out by my nephew during my 13's the knife tip didn't meet my eye and i am glad that get to dodge it- but still side of my eye still bleed so not Gucci))

Overall I view Mike as an interesting character whom we need information other rather than "Charlie's friend" not to mention.

We also need a piece of information as to what might happen to him after the Eye-stabbing incident. He's friendly towards other students. He is your typical Social Butterfly. I swear he has the energy of that college senior who will approach a lost Freshman then them out on the whole campus and later check up on them during the first week.

And to the question of how I more likely see them together :

Charlie and Mike are together like a pair you'll never expect to work. Both have their strengths and weaknesses but can still make things look easy. Let's put it away like they are doing a collaboration project together. Who knows? They can defend the whole research together or by themselves as if precisely doing it isn't all nerve-wracking.

However, if you meant that question as "both in a romantic atmosphere" 

Then I can tell you how Charlie and Mike won't realize their growing feelings. Mike will probably catch into it one day, as a sudden realization hits him that leaves to say something like:  "Holy F- I'm catching feelings for Charlie-Charlie..."  out of the blue.

However, he would most likely push those feelings aside. He knows to himself that Charlie doesn't need to be with anyone else who needs the teen to be in a romantic setting. He might never say it by word. Mike respects his friend's boundaries and is careful towards the teen, always checking if Charlie's all right with doing things that are out of the teen's personal preferences. 

They are taking things slow since Charlie doesn't like fast turns and somewhat still needs to get used to slowly opening themself out to the world. 

For Charlie, if they realize. I guess it will take them a long to come to terms with it and most likely keep it to themselves like Mike's since they aren't sure if the feelings are true or if it is just a mutual thing since it is only Mike who put an effort into knowing and understanding them.

((I think they can be great in a slow-burn side of writing))

That's all of it! I hope I gave you the answer you're looking for Anon! 

[blank-house]

This time I've got a question for you guys! I think it's impossible for the whole team to respond hehe, so just respond if you want to! Do you have a favourite? Idk if this is like asking you to pick between your children lol but do you have a favourite romance path? Or a path/charachter you find easier to write than the others? Like, if you met all of them IRL who would you get along with best?

I pitched this question to the server and lmao i'm just gonna copy and paste everything the members who responded said.

So Lilly's a writer and they said:

jamie is my boy toy because i like men who hurt my feelings and theres something that gets my engines revving when its someone who isnt immediately emotionally available easiest to write is percy and its bc i have the personality of a (socially conscious) frat boy id probably get along with cameron JFOENFKSN but i reckon thats it

Tsy's our sprite artist and she says:

hmmmm for me I would say Reynah!! I love bossy princess :melt: I like how she make Deja and Cam nervous with her presence haha😆 There's a lot in her smile and brow, like she's smiling but at the same time it's….more than a smile 😎 (the bossy aura)

Chochi's our UI artist and art director, they were also in charge of Elio's and Cameron's design! However, all they said was:

YOU ALREADY KNOW WHO IT ISSSS

ahdladha to clarify, Cameron's their all time favorite and they have been down bad since the concept art. It's actually hilarious how whipped they are for them and they have pleaded often for a Cameron route. We, the members on the writing end, like to make their life difficult by making drabbles about Cam Cam heh

Aiden helped with writing content during the Otome Jam and she said:

elio and cam elio buff and cameron hot

Which was pretty explanatory hah

Next up we have Poob, he's a BG artist on the team and he said Percy because:

hes annoying and i like that in a man

Which is very fair lol

We have another UI artist who helped us during the Otome Jam who wishes to remain andnonymous and they said:

elio bc he is my sweet sweet sweet babygirl i love him so much

Rachel's a writer we recruited to help with content after the jam, and she says:

Cam's actually my favorite. I love their friendship with the MC so much. Every time I see them I want to hug Cameron and not let go

Peach is Cameron's voice actor! And they said:

idk if this applies to me too but cam is 🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼 they're such a fun character ! very relaxed and suave lolol but also they are,… hot

Kat is Reynah's voice actor! She says:

i am a big fan of the student gov girlies i too was an overworked undergrad who did too much with campus events 😔

Tippi's also a BG artist! She said:

Cam is adorable and I want to protect him and Percy is a beautiful man whore who I wish will play me around like a fiddle and then marry me

As for me, I'm all over the place. I already know I'm gonna get boo'd by some members of the team if I say I love them all equally-- they've seen first hand how quickly I buckle when it comes to Percy hahhh-- but it is true that I love every one of our characters. Each romance route gives me massive brainrot (I'm currently in my Jamie era) for their own reasons and each character is simultaneously easy and difficult to write for. But no matter what, I have fun in every instance. As for who I would get along with the best, that would be Deja, Cameron, and Reynah. Hah, they were written to be great friends after all.

[leaderoffestivals]

Blackjack Chapter 14

Tetora: He~h! I’ve learnt something new today!

Madara: Hmmm~? … … What’s this, Tetora-san? Why are you looking at me with such bright sparkles in your eyes?

Yumenosaki 1.5: 4th Tour-Blackjack Chapter 14 The Gift That Was Never Delivered Chapter 6

Scenario Writer: Akira Season: Autumn Characters: Kanzaki Souma, Mikejima Madara, Nagumo Tetora, Sakasaki Natsume Proofed by: @ryuseipuka​

< An hour later. Just after Anzu and Shinobu have departed to rescue (?) Mayoi. >

Souma: Sigh. I wish you would cease the making of these requests of me, Mikejima-dono.

It is my honest wish not to be excessively involved in "this side" of things.

Madara: Hahaha! However, if I’m unable to rely on you, I’d have no choice but to rely on Kanata-san, thouuugh? 

Souma: Good grief. I am easily swayed by the mention of Shinkai-dono’s name… … You are as cunning as ever, Mikejima-dono.

Madara: Fufu~! I reeeally wish you would call me ‘wise’ instead!

Tetora: He~h! I’ve learnt something new today!

Madara: Hmmm~? … … What’s this, Tetora-san? Why are you looking at me with such bright sparkles in your eyes?

Tetora: That’s because Mikejima-senpai is an outstanding predecessor whom I respect very deeply, of course! Ossu!

Madara: Mmm~m. I don't think it’s a good idea for you to take after me too closely as a role model, you know~? I'm sure there are much more respectable "teachers" around to serve as your example to follow, such as Chiaki-san and Kuro-san, right? 

Tetora: Nope. I’ve been persevering along those paths all this time but they’ve all come to dead ends. I’ve been starting to think I need to find other paths and ways to become stronger!

That’s why I believe the former Ryuusei Purpleーsomeone whom Morisawa-senpai respects very much, and whom Taisho acknowledges as an equal rival!ー

ーI’ve come to the conclusion that you, Mikejima-senpai, would be the perfect candidate for me to look up to as my mentor!

I wanna learn from you, Mikejima-senpai, and become stronger and stronger!

Madara: Ahaha~... … This must’ve been how the green guy who had to train the lil’ kiddo in that manga must have felt, huh! (1)

Souma: Haha. You have an unusually troubled expression on your face, Mikejima-dono. It is such a refreshing sight to see. 

Madara: Si~iigh. Aaall my kouhais just aren’t cute at all, huh~?  Kohaku-san and Anzu-san as well. All I want as a senpai is for my kouhais to make an honest, genuine fuss over me, though!

Tetora: Alright! If you so wish, I, Nagumo Tetora, will make a big fuss over you! Ossu!

Madara: Mmm~, what you’re offering is not quite what I’m asking for. 

Souma: If you would wish to be genuinely loved by your kouhais, Mikejima-dono, you should move yourself to express your love for them in a more honest fashion too. 

Divine retribution and poetic justice (2)—how you treat others will be reflected as if by mirrors back unto you.

Madara: Awww man, that really hurts my ears!

Well! That’s enough of that. It’s gonna be a problem if an outsider like me remains on Yumenosaki’s campus grounds forever, so I guess I’ll have to entrust this place to Souma-san from here on out. 

I’ll be waiting close by, so don’t hesitate to light the beacon fires to call for aid, should ever the need arise.

All riiight then, I wish you both fair winds and godspeed!

(—sound of Madara walking away—)

Tetora: Ah—Mikejima-senpai... ...he’s gone. I still have so much more I wanna learn from you, like the ways of being a hero and so on!

Souma: Fufufu~. To Mikejima-dono, an encounter with a kouhai who genuinely adores him as you do is a rare occurrence, so he probably fled because he has no idea how to deal with it. 

He speaks about wanting honest kouhais, but when one expresses genuine affection towards him, he retreats in fear. That esteemed person is a difficult man, as usual. 

Tetora: Hm? Are you a close friend of Mikejima-senpai, Kanzaki-senpai? Why does it feel like the both of you have known each other for a long time, somehow… …?

The both of you seem to be able to understand each other without the need for words—honestly, it almost feels like the both of you are family!

Souma: I only established proper contact with that esteemed person sometime during the last year. Our families, however, did have various comings and goings between us.  

Just as with Shinkai-dono—we have met with each other at family gatherings when we were children. Despite that, we were both reserved, and thus took care not to approach each other. 

Tetora: EH! Are you actually related to Mikejima-senpai, Kanzaki-senpai?

Souma: No. We are not bound by any bonds of blood, but our families are affiliated in various ways. You might say that we are all foxes from the same den.

This time as well—It is because of those connections that I was summoned here to be relied on in this way.  

Anzu-dono and Sengoku required covert passage into the ‘Underground’, and for that purpose, it was necessary that I bring the influence of my household to bear. 

This has led to Nagumo being stranded on the surface alone. I am truly sorry for that, but… …

Tetora: Oh! This wasn’t your fault at all, though? Right from the start, that Underground? Or whatever you call it—Big Sis Anzu and Shinobu-kun were the only ones supposed to go, anyway!

I’m the one who insisted on tagging along, so this is all on me. You couldn’t have possibly known to prepare one of those ticket-like things for me to enter the Underground, after all!

Souma: Still, I apologize. Had I been informed in advance, I would have been able to do something about it. 

That being said, there are still matters remaining which we aboveground must attend to. It would be greatly appreciated if you could provide your assistance with those, as well. 

Tetora: Ossu! If there’s anything I can do to help, I’ll do it!

Souma: That is a fine response. … … It may be that we may encounter some skirmishes later on, so let’s carry out some sparring to keep our bodies warm. It will also serve as a way to pass the time. 

Tetora: It’ll be an honour! Taisho has spoken highly of Kanzaki-senpai’s skill as a formidable fighter. I’ll be glad for the opportunity to spar with you!

Souma: Well, I am an expert in the ways of the samurai when compared to an amateur. 

Come, Nagumo. Let me assess the strength of Kiryu-dono’s beloved disciple!

Tetora: Ossu! I’ll be in your care!

LET’S GOOOO!

Souma: Hmph! Too naive! Indeed, it would prove beneficial for you to receive tutelage under Mikejima-dono—Your sole chance at victory would have been to initiate your attack while we were still talking!

Your attacks are straightforward to the extreme! Those will not destroy true evil!

Tetora: Ossu! I thank you for your well-meaning advice! Take! THAT! And THAT!

Souma: Fufu~ What is this? You bear the name ‘Black’, and yet are unaccustomed to battles in the dark, are you?—’Ryusei Burakku’!

Natsume: … … Why have you guys started sparring all of a sudDEN? Are both of you characters from a fighting manGA?

Souma: Hm. Sakasaki-dono. What is your business here? (Swiping sound)

Tetora: (Thumping sound) UWAH!? You swept my feet out from under me, just when we were looking at Sakasaki-senpai?!

Souma: Fufu~. Inattention is a great enemy ♪

Natsume: SeriousLY? It’s great that you two seem to be having fUN, but it would be better if you didn’t make such a fuss nOW. The kitten and her company are in the middle of an undercover mission after aLL.  

Souma: That is so. … … It seems that you are one pulling the strings behind this incident, though? What on earth are you up to, Sakasaki-dono? 

Natsume: No~, I’m not up to anything nefarious at aLL. I’m not at all like a certain Glasses—a person who plots darkly behind the sceNES, all the while pretending to wear the face of a compassionate perSON.

Souma: Ngh—I will not tolerate this slander of Hasumi-dono! What Hasumi-dono does is termed ‘strategy’, not ‘conspiracy’! 

Natsume: Well~, unlike His Majesty the EmperOR, that bespectacled right-hand man of his has been behaving honourabLY. I’ll take back what I said about him scheming behind the sceNES. 

More than thAT, I’m really not up to anything underhanded this time eithER. I only offered the kitten and the kid a solution after they came to consult mE—

—because that is the duty of a fortune-tellER, you sEE. 

Souma: Ha~. Surely, you must have some other goal in mind, correct? Some other purpose?

Natsume: Of courSE, I’ll receive my proper paymeNT. I’m not doing this out of charity after aLL. 

There is a secret slumbering in this laND. We’ll unearth iT, and come in contact with the mysteRY. 

We’ll dissect that mystery with science and loGIC, and gain mastery over iT. That’s our mission as modern-day wizARDS. 

Natsume: Now thEN. What enigma will emerge from Yumenosaki’s Underground, I wonDER? Will it be a demon or will it be a snAKE? I’m looking forward to seeing iT ♪

It won’t matter how perilous the secret which emerges from the earth may bE. I, Sakasaki Natsume, on the name I bear as one of the ‘Five Eccentrics’, will master and bend it all to my wILL. 

—————-To be continued——————-

Translator’s Notes:

1) Madara should be likening himself to Piccolo and Tetora as Son Gohan in DragonBall Z. Gohan was 4 years old when he started training under Piccolo… a baby, lol. (points below) Tetora is not that small, Madara!

2) Souma is poking Madara by echoing what Madara said in Myriad of Colours and Flowers.  3) I only jumped to translating this part cos it has Madara in it + Madara-Souma childhood crumbs + I’m so chuffed that Tetora knows Madara is Ryusei Purple. 

[inkofamethyst]

September 28, 2023

OHHHHH BOY that imposter syndrome set in real suddenly today. Like I've just been (relatively) chillin these past few weeks, but today it was like alarm bells were ringing in my head with an internal voice yelling "FRAUD HERE! FRAUUUUD!" which was.. somewhat unexpected. I mean I didn't expect to feel like I belonged here all the time, that would be supremely unrealistic, but I'm curious as to what exactly triggered this bout of imposter syndrome.

Today I received a decent grade on the quiz I thought I bombed. I went too slowly through the lab in devbio. I helped one of my lab mates through a mental exercise. I had a presentation in regen which I was more nervous about than I thought I'd be (my body doesn't lie even if my mind tries to: I had the cold hands and appetite loss characteristic of my nerves). I met with my advisor to discuss a paper. I came out of that meeting feeling like I was underperforming even though my advisor places literally the most gentle expectations on me. I dunno I just feel so unimpressive compared to how I feel like I should be and it's so frustrating because I'm probably doing just fine which means it just must be me and my anxiety grasping at anything to be worried about which sucks.

I'm going to go to bed early tonight. That may help. And I'm (gasp!!!) skipping class tomorrow (gasp again!!!) to get lunch with some of the other students of color in my department (class is recorded heh). Maybe getting out of classes will help, too. I dunno but I don't wanna feel like this when there's nothing wrong.

[three hours later]

I went out for dinner with the three girls (and someone new!) and that provided a break but it did not fix the problem. Actually I feel worse now. I feel an anxiety spike and I'm not entirely sure where it's coming from. Typically I start to feel like this when I feel out of control but I don't entirely know what the trigger was. I told the girls I was with that I was feeling a little bit on the edge and one of them suggested that I go for an edible haha. But seriously. I think coming into today, Thursday, being less prepared than I should've been, might've been a substantial trigger. Last minute prep for the presentation and the meeting meant that I didn't really have a period of mental rest today from the very moment I woke up. So, to rectify that, I am going to bed. (Actually, to truly rectify and hopefully prevent this in the future, I am going to have to better prepare for Thursdays.)

I've noticed a pattern, that I can get experience a little anxious episode exactly six weeks into moving to a new place. It's happened twice before. I'm currently nearing the end of week four/five (depends on how you define things), so at least I'm timely. I mean, honestly, I miss things, you know? I miss my friends, I miss my room, I miss my family (I call them often), I miss my campus, I miss feeling grounded and settled and comfortable and safe.

Today I'm thankful that I met someone new at dinner, she seems really nice :)

[bondew]

lmao imagine not having friends cade, and imagine ur friends leaving u for sport dazz! losersssss!!

Cadence Lane.

As the professer walks in i fix my posture and move my gaze from the window to him. My laptop is already open on fresh word doccument, along with a second tap with the project. I've already emailed it so I doubt we will use it, best to stay prepared though. He begins to ramble and the 60 people in the room are visibly bored. I end up doodling on my pale hand with a black pen, still paying attention but just keeping myself occupied. I've forgotton about the idea of taking actual notes and I'm just remembering everything important. It may sounds like I dont like what I do but when you have the same chatty teacher each lecture you just eventually get sick of it. I can't stop thinking about that boy from the library, I wonder why he didn't stay with his friends, I mean they looked like they were having a great time. He was weird, reading about bugs instead of being with your friends. Like if I had friends I would spend as much time with them as possible, and I'd feel pretty shit if they were having a bunch of fun without me. Not that I want friends! That's so stupid. Maybe they're mean to him? I wouldn't be too surprised, they seem very different to bug boy. Two hours later half the class are dead asleep, the rest are bored out of their minds and a couple weird students are all bubbly and awake. To be honest they are probably survivng on caffine. I pack up my things as we get dismissed, sliding my laptop and pencil case into my black messenger bag. Shoving on a white coat over my turtle neck I step out into the hallway, just a couple steps out i run into someone. "God! Watch out!" I say by instinct. I stare at the persons as they beg to be forgiven, "Oh! I'm so sorry sir!" They smile sweetly and looks at me. "Bug boy?" I accidently say aloud. "Oh yeah! Haha!" He holds up the heavy book. "Oh shit- um I didn't mean to say that out loud, sorry!" Wait why the fuck am I apologising- I never do that! I look back up and he's just laughing while walking away.

Bug Boy.

For some odd reason as we practice my first scene, which Juliet isn't even it I'm shaking- like I may get nervous sometimes on stage but never during rehearsal?! Despite this I think I did an ok job, it's just weird how I'm so nervous today, when I woke up I was fine! God.. I spot my friends walking down the hallway as I exit the auditorium, running to them I instantly just start smiling and joking away. My friends complain about their classes and then before I can even start on mine, they all excuse themselves so they can go to training. My smile fades but I wipe it back on and just keep walking. Suddenly I bump into someone. "God! Watch out!" They snap, and I start apologizing continually. "Oh! I'm so sorry sir!" "Bug boy?" They say and I stare into their emerald eyes before realizing that they sat in front of me in the library, I hold up my book and start laughing. "Oh yeah! Haha!" I start to walk away but I still hear them say something and then mutter to themselves. I make my way off campus and find a ramen shop, I actually see a couple of my friends outside of the group but decide to just eat by myself. Swiping my card I buy a bowl and sit down at the bar seats. They don't come over to me so I assume they didn't see me. The food comes out quite quickly and I start slurping. I wonder why that guy remembered me, am I that memorable. Well it was only a couple hours ago- and I did wake him up. Oh shit- Now I've woken him up and bumped into him! He probably hates me.. I hang my head and the front of my hair touches the soup in the bowl, I pull up my head and wipe the tuffs with my sleeve. Picking up the bowl I slurp down the soup and pay before leaving. My couple friends are still in there, they were probably just talking. Luckily my literature class got cancelled since my professor is sick so I can just go back to my dorm. The streets are quite empty as I cross back to the UNI, suddenly a cast of grey storm clouds shower me in rain and I am forced to run back. Slumping down on my hard mattress I grab a towel and aggressively shake my head. Pulling off my wet clothes, I hang them on the windows and change, leaving my shirt off. I sit down at my desk with a blanket wrapped around me I check my emails just in case my professor uploads any work. Sadly she did and I'm forced to write. I begin to thoroughly read the email and I'm shocked when it's free writing. She never lets us do free so this is quite exiting. We have to write at least 10,000 words, my current work in progress has around 8,000 so I just continue that. Around an hour later it's finally at just over 10,000 and I can submit it. I make sure to replace all the swear words and recheck my spelling and grammar about a million times.

[subspaceember]

I don’t think anyone is gonna ask me this, I’m picking some.

01 It’s cordial but only because they don’t know much about my gender or politics. I worry what would happen if they did.

03 god yea

04 probably

07 potato soup I made and a chocolate milkshake

08 nope. Physically weak and uncoordinated.

09 only when they’re driving me nuts

12 yup. Brain won’t let me sleep.

Most of these can be answered by saying that I don’t really feel much at all

16 i don’t know. Not well.

18 nah they’re friends

22 haha nope

30 society, my government, my school, my own executive dysfunction, a physical health thing I won’t go into, my various mental health problems, dysphoria

32 purple and sometimes a nice amber, depends on context

33 god yes

34 So I was driving around my college campus in my car (which I crashed a few months ago). I think I kept ending up places I didn’t know existed and that I wasn’t supposed to be. Eventually I ended up on the side of the road after I realized my car was destroyed and didn’t work anymore. I think I hid it in a building.

35 former boss at the engineering company I worked at the day I left and never came back

38 nope that was either 2019 or like 2013

56 none?

57 I don’t know. Maybe, maybe not. It seems to happen to other people sometimes.

58 a good rainy foggy fall day. Preferably in a forest somewhere or on a windswept beachside cliff. Late October weather.

59 yeah

60 not at this point

62 i wish I knew.

63 I am thinking about that a lot

I want to come back to this later and see what’s changed.

70 horrible questions ... Fuck it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents? 02: Who did you last say “I love you” to? 03: Do you regret anything? 04: Are you insecure? 05: What is your relationship status? 06: How do you want to die? 07: What did you last eat? 08: Played any sports? 09: Do you bite your nails? 10: When was your last physical fight? 11: Do you like someone? 12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours? 13: Do you hate anyone at the moment? 14: Do you miss someone? 15: Have any pets? 16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment? 17: Ever made out in the bathroom? 18: Are you scared of spiders? 19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance? 20: Where was the last place you snogged someone? 21: What are your plans for this weekend? 22: Do you want to have kids? How many? 23: Do you have piercings? How many? 24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)? 25: Do you miss anyone from your past? 26: What are you craving right now? 27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart? 28: Have you ever been cheated on? 29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry? 30: What’s irritating you right now? 31: Does somebody love you? 32: What is your favourite color? 33: Do you have trust issues? 34: Who/what was your last dream about? 35: Who was the last person you cried in front of? 36: Do you give out second chances too easily? 37: Is it easier to forgive or forget? 38: Is this year the best year of your life? 39: How old were you when you had your first kiss? 40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked? 51: Favourite food? 52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason? 53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night? 54: Is cheating ever okay? 55: Are you mean? 56: How many people have you fist fought? 57: Do you believe in true love? 58: Favourite weather? 59: Do you like the snow? 60: Do you wanna get married? 61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby? 62: What makes you happy? 63: Would you change your name? 64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed? 65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? 66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around? 67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to? 68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? 69: Do you believe in soulmates? 70: Is there anyone you would die for?

[purplesurveys]

1860

What store did you last buy clothes from? Landmark. I had a last-minute need for a dress for a family friend's debut, and with the One Free Time I had so close to the date, that was my best bet to find something, anything haha. I didn't find anything I was envisioning, but I got a pretty enough blue-green day dress.

Which parent are you more similar to? I am so much like both of them in many ways. I have my mom's explosive temper, uptight-yness, facial and verbal expressions; but I also got my dad's patience, liberal way of thinking, love of animals, and awareness of pop culture lol.

What are some of your favorite qualities for another person to have? I find it very cool if they have a hobby they have no shame in being a geek about. Most people (at least here) still think it's a loser thing to have encyclopedic knowledge about a niche interest – because being mainstream is the correct way to do things! /s – which is SO annoying to me.

What smell reminds you of your childhood? Brewed coffee and warm pandesal. This was my grandparents' default breakfast, and it stung to miss out on this smell when we moved + even more so when my grandpa passed.

Are you happy with who you are? I am increasingly learning to be.

Do you ever sleep with your bedroom windows open? I did that until college – pre-job, essentially, when I wasn't yet able to contribute to the family monies. Now that I'm able to help out, I have the AC on hours a day and haven't had the windows open in years lol.

Have you ever had a job where you didn’t fit in with your coworkers? Nope.

What was the last word document you typed? It was a transcription of an interview.

Have you ever gotten sick from someone else’s cooking? Yeah, I got food poisoning from a stick of barbecue at my uncle's place one time. To this day I still haven't eaten anything inihaw if it's there.

Do you crave approval and attention from others? Approval, yes, as a perfectionist; attention and affection not nearly as much.

What was the last kind of cheese you ate? Manchego.

Do you have any crazy neighbors? No but there is a toddler who wail-cries everyday which drives *me* crazy.

Have you ever abused any substance? No.

How young is too young to be sexually active? I don't think there is an age for something like this. If you are, you are.

Would you ever dye your hair silver? Probably not.

What was the last fun thing you did? Welp I hung out with Angela and Hans the other night and all we talked about were plans for their wedding lol.

Have you ever dated someone who had a child from a previous relationship? Nope.

Is there any drama currently going on with your family? Kind of but it's mostly blown over now. When it does get mentioned it's mostly in passing or just general updates of what's been going on since.

What’s your favorite kind of soup? Miso.

When was the last time you were on a university campus? I was in UP around two months ago to have late lunch and watch a softball and football game with Andi.

Do you know anyone who practices Hinduism? No.

Where’s your favorite place you’ve ever lived? This current house.

When was the last time you spoke to the first person you ever kissed? Three and a half years ago.

How many texts have you sent today? Just a couple.

What’s a political issue you have a strong opinion on? The blatant Chinese bullying of the Philippines.

What snacks do you like to get at the movie theater? Potato Corner is a Must for me, and I feel like malls understand that now because in nearly every cinema you go to you are guaranteed a Potato Corner five steps away.

Have you ever stayed in a hotel in the center of a big city? Apart from my own country where most hotels are in the center of big cities, I have done this in Shanghai, yes. It was nice, because knowing that China blacks out the internet there happened to be wi-fi in the hotel I was staying at.

Are your fingernails painted? Nope.

What was the last fruit or vegetable you chopped/sliced up? I don't think I've ever chopped a fruit or veggie before.

When you take a nap, do you nap in bed or on the couch? Either, really. I feel like I've done a share for both equally.

Do you have any plans for tomorrow? Eh, just work.

[zhrx]

it's a draft of my unposted eremika fanfic

that i already planned since 2021, making a draft for chapter 1 before the final part start, ending up burning into ashes due to procrastionation.

BUT! it's such a waste to buried it deep into the grave yet before actually try to publish it, so here is a snippets of what chapter one would be, enjoy..? (although pls don't throw your precious phone at me due to the cringeness, my inner 12 yo probably still thriving at those) _____________________ (oh so if you are new, i recommend follow my eremika playlist because every chapter is centered around the songs included, thankuu)

Chapter 1: Have we met already? (Eren’s POV)

Oct 31th 2023 | 21.19 PM [Jean’s Party]

It’s probably fate, or just a perfectly coincidental moment for Eren. But he knew there was something he didn’t quite understand happening the moment he locked eyes with her. Yeah, her - the beautiful lady in a red dress that passes him at the stupid Halloween party that Jean throws, supposedly to “meet the pretty sorority ladies, Eren! Live a little bit” and shows off his hosting skills. Haha yeah, it’s not like that skill exists.

___

Oct 31th 2023 | 14.20 PM [Annie and Armin’s Apartment]

Earlier that noon

“I think you’re allowed to take a break, Mr. I-Am-Taking-My-Life-Too-Seriously-Or-AI-Will-Take-My-Job Jaeger”, Armin said as he looked over Eren on the floor, surrounded by his worn-out medical textbooks with colorful post-it notes all over the pages. Eren scoffs, “Someone needs to find the cures you know. And what about you, the one who actually works part-time at library because you apparently love to study some... triangle rock thingy”. “I think you very much know it called a pyramid, Eren”, he said whilst rolling his eyes.

He saw Annie sitting by the sofa and offering her a hot cocoa and cozying up beside her while peering over her laptop screen filled with kitten videos and law PDF books. “What Armin meant to say is you should get your life together man, being too busy in your studies have an almost zero percent for you to meet someone”, Annie said, meeting Eren’s pair of green eyes giving her death stares while mouthing “fuck you” before he resumes his studies “. “Well, there’s a 0,001 percent he could met someone, honey. Maybe we should try to be more optimistic?” Armin says. She replies, “If you're saying optimistic in that questionable tone, you surely think it's impossible for us to double date with Eren at this point.”

“Okay, first of all, we DID already have our double date with Historia. And even at that point she doesn’t realize yet she ‘swings’ that way until she met that brown haired woman.” Eren tries to argue, waving the paper in his hand to emphasize his point. “I don’t think hanging out with your childhood friend is called a date, you don’t even like her that way” Annie retorts back. Suddenly, Annie bolts up, causing Armin to almost spill his cocoa due to the sudden movement. Before Armin can speak, Annie interrupts, "You should go to the party Jean is throwing tonight! I heard he invited everyone on campus as part of welcoming new students, but we all know he's just trying to spread his...wing, not leg mind you. You might meet someone there".

Eren sigh. This was not the first time his friends had tried to coax him into searching for a partner. He thought it a waste of time, having to deal with someone else's emotions. He shudders, recalling witnessing his brother's on-again, off-again situationship.

His brother would say things like "She's just my coworker, Eren, nothing more." Then he would drunkenly call late at night, complaining "Why isn't Pieck interested in me anyway? People would throw their panties seeing me." Or "Yelena really rubbed me the wrong way but gosh I would gladly sell my soul for her body." And other explicit things would be thrown at Eren before he would throw his phone away and let his brother continue ranting for another two hours until passing out.

Pathetic.

He considers people who cannot stand being alone as pathetic human beings.

_______

[lavender-annd-lilac]

Lol ok….. 😮‍💨so I was going to send this in on anon (bc I’m a coward and have no confidence in my own opinion lmao), and then do my usual memes and whatever in the comments to stay On Brand like any internet savvy citizen.

but then it got super long and I was like…. Ok whatever y’all can roast me haha nothing will hurt me more than the result of Spain vs Germany yesterday 😭

⚠️NOT my usual disclaimer: long post, not funny (not intentionally anyway 😭), uneducated but strongly held opinions, etc. ⚠️

Oh wait I actually do have one joke before we start just to break the ice 😅

How much does a polar bear weigh

Q: What goes around?

A: A rope! And it goes around my neck! Bc it’s a noose! Bc I spent an inappropriate amount of time thinking about this fictional scenario! Seriously I could have imagined up like 5 Goncharovs in the time it took to write this out somewhat coherently lol

Anyway here is my potentially problematic(?) take lmao:

I kind of feel bad for Beth???? Like some real anti-hero level sympathy going on here. 😳😳😳

Lol jk (I wish)

But here’s a visual TL;DR if u don’t want to waste the next 15 min of your life deciphering my TED Talk :

So obvi the whole timing of the announcement was a shitty thing to do to your bff BUT we’ve all done dumb shit in our early 20’s and like, readers dad is a grown ass man so…. who do y’all think the power dynamic favours there 😬

Just thinking back to my own college days, I definitely did a lot of hurtful things to other ppl but it wasn’t out of spite, and I don’t think Beth did what she did with any kind of bad intent. 😣

College friendships are also weird

u initially bond with ur roommate(s) out of necessity (esp if u don’t know anyone else on campus)

I’m not saying it can’t grow into a genuine relationship, but u are kind of thrown together by rng

after u both get over that initial “omg we have to cling to each other bc everything is new and scary” phase, things can change. 🫣

Like, maybe u discover u don’t actually have a lot in common, and u start to grow apart but still hang out a lot bc u feel a sense of loyalty to that person, or out of comfort/familiarity, and bc u are probably still friends even if u don’t connect to them as much as when u first met.

Also there’s just so much happening at that stage in your life, u won’t necessarily notice if one person is more invested in the friendship.

It’s kind of assumed you’re on the same page ??? until someone doesn’t get invited to a party or something and while the other person didn’t see it as a big deal lol.

Based on reader’s narrative, it seemed like she was more invested in the friendship than Beth to begin with ?? She was like 🔥ride or die🔥, while Beth appeared to have a larger friend circle or social group.

I also think reader has more emotional awareness than Beth so she was more perceptive of these slight shifts in their dynamic - while for Beth it was more of a friendship of convenience?

(And I don’t mean convenience in a “I’m just using u” way, but like in the way that u might make friends with ur co workers bc it makes the workplace environment better, but u wouldn’t necessarily seek out their friendship if u weren’t co workers.)

At that age (or maybe this is just my experience as a spoiled only child scorpio) I was also pretty emotionally dense (and kind of still am at times haha it’s hard to pick up on cues idk) 😅 I wasn’t a modelesque popular girl by any means, but I was lucky to find a great group of friends that I probably took for granted at the time 😥

Like call me a pie crust bc I would literally just flake or completely ghost people if I got into one of those anxiety/0 emotional bandwidth left moods 😑 which could last for days or weeks or months. And it wasn’t bc I didn’t value their friendship - it was more like I underestimated how much they valued my presence in the friend group if that makes sense? 🥺

In my head, I just assumed it would be no big deal if I skip this movie night our friends planned bc that’s how I would think if someone didn’t show up - like, whatever, no worries, see u at the next one girl lol. But to that friend group it was hurtful bc it came off as me not caring about the effort they put into choosing the movies and snacks and everything. 😓

So I understand reader being upset about getting the brush off from Beth leading up to the relationship reveal, but I can also see Beth not realizing how her friend felt unless reader was direct about it and said like “hey, are we ok? I feel like we’ve been kind of distant lately”

I mean… Ideally reader wouldn’t HAVE to say it directly like that and Beth would pick up on context clues but some of us are socially inept and need a neon sign 😅

As for the relationship w reader’s dad, I honestly don’t see Beth as being “the bitch” here. Like, it’s not one of those scenarios where a girl purposely seeks out her friends dad for some petty affair like the “might seduce your dad type” Billie Eyelash sings about

Alexa play,

Also going to give u the Justin Bieber version so u can see how he literally adds nothing and Billie is a star on her own

Anyway, I feel like when u are just out of college it’s really flattering to get a attention from an older man and even if Beth had a ton of flings before, this is prob what she sees as her first serious relationship….so she’s likely letting reader’s dad’s lead when it comes to “what should we tell ur daughter” or “when should we tell her”. I can also see Beth trusting reader’s dad more than her own friend just bc she’s under the impression that this guy knows best, esp if her comparison point is like frat boys doing lines of coke off her ass (Ransom, was that u?👀)

Announcing their relationship at the party was beyond gauche but again, I’m just going to say…. the dad should have the emotional IQ and life experience to know better. 😤😤😤

It’s a bigger betrayal from him IMO bc he’s been in his daughter’s position before, so he should have been like, “oh, I know it would have pissed me off if my parent dropped a bombshell at what is supposed to be a celebratory moment, so I won’t do that to my daughter, even if my much younger gf thinks it’s ok”.

Plus, at this point everyone knows except reader right? So if readers dad is very nonchalant about their relationship, and Bucky didn’t really protest either (like he said, he thought he would be a hypocrite if he did 😒 I’ll drag him for this later lol), then basically all the “adults” around Beth are treating it like no big thing…

So…., she would prob get the impression that being casual about it is the “mature” thing to do, which is why she interprets readers negative reaction as “immaturity”. 😫

I get ppl having their pitchforks out and wanting the reader to embarrass Beth like how she felt Beth embarrassed her, but I think a lot of of that anger is misplaced???😟

Also, If reader was Beth’s closest friend and they weren’t even that close at the end, Beth wouldn’t have had anyone to really talk to while the relationship was starting? Which just seems sad 😔

The men seem like the most problematic ones here tbh.

Like reader’s dad - dude u are the one who should have thought about how your daughter would be affected… Beth is her friend, but you are the parent here lmaoo 😂

And as for Bucky - ok ya u might not have the closest relationship with ur daughter, but ugghhhh, don’t act like u couldn’t have tried to talk to her🙄

When he says shit like:

Truth is, I can’t control what Beth does. She stopped listening to me a long time ago. And if I tried to force her to let Dave go, it would make her want him more,

I was like are u fucking kidding me😠 (also, just bc u preface something by saying “truth is” doesn’t make it the goddamn truth lol)

First of all, maybe she stopped listening bc ur go to approach is apparently to “force her” to do this thing or that thing?

Dude, u don’t have to force anyone to do shit!!! 😡😡😡

He’s making it seem like the only options are for him to grant her permission to do something, or to forbid her from doing something.

Ok…..I missed the part where we time travelled back to medieval Europe??? 😱😱😱What happened to having conversations with ur child??

When he called her “bratty” I was like ok sir, that’s YOUR own daughter like why do u think she turned out that way huh????🤔

Ofc children have their own personalities but a parent also has a role in shaping that personality so pls don’t throw her under the bus like u had nothing to do with her upbringing, or u just like gave up at some point and stopped caring how she turned out????

And then him basically being like Beth didn’t want a stepmother and ppl don’t want to date me bc I have a bratty daughter… WTF? That’s some sympathy for the devil BS 😑

Don’t act like u can’t do shit when it comes to influencing ur daughter’s decisions, but then she suddenly has all the veto power when it comes to your love life like “dad, I don’t want a step mom, u are forbidden to date”

And u don’t have a “bratty daughter”, u have a daughter who is a young adult ok. Don’t act like she’s some hairy mole on ur face scaring all the ladies off… SHEESH

NEWSFLASH: Adults with adult kids do get remarried… like, dating might not be as easy as when u were a single dude but guess what? Ur not a single dude, ur a single dad. And how did that happen again? Who’s the one responsible for ur life choices?? How about u look in the fucking mirror u whiny bitch lol I am mad about this 🙄

I’m not a parent so obvi my opinion is worth very little haha, but….just bc u think u won’t be able to dissuade ur child from doing something doesn’t mean ur only choice is to silently stand by and let it happen???

Like, let them know how u feel at least ???

Maybe it won’t change their decision, but it might change how they go about making their decision, or how they handle things afterwards. Don’t just assume they won’t listen to u, or they will interpret it in some reverse psychology way man…. Why u playing mind games w ur offspring lol

But I mean what can we expect from a guy who says

You know how relieved Dave was that I didn’t beat the shit out of him over Beth? Or that I didn’t push him away as a friend?

Like, ok bro this is your good (?) friend and you want to handle the situation by beating the shit out of him or shunning him? Sure, if that’s your first thought after you find out, it’s normal to be angry. But he’s had some time to process it and this is STILL how he sees the situation??!

And his justification??? OOOOOHHH BOY. He didn’t confront Dave or his daughter bc he “didn’t want to be a hypocrite”???

Translation: he wanted to bang his friends daughter while still being able to take the moral high road afterwards and be like “well I never judged u for doing the same thing”

Talk about having your cake and eating it too 🙄

He passed on the opportunity to have a conversation with 2 people that probably needed some kind of outside opinion/feedback (whether they wanted it or not), just to leave the door open for him to get his dick wet, and not have to “feel bad” about it later.

The heck??? 😤

I mean at least reader acknowledges that the situation is messed up and admits to herself that she just did what she was mad at Beth for. At least she isn’t going all scorched earth like, oh, those two did something “wrong” so now anything goes and I can do whatever I want.

And Bucky painting it as “aren’t u tired of being good” like it’s some black and white situation??? He’s implying that Dave and Beth did something “bad”/are bad ppl which I feel is unfair.

Ya they handled it poorly but there’s nothing intrinsically wrong with two consenting adults being in a relationship with an age gap???

It’s not just like, abstaining from desire = being good, giving in to desire = bad 😒

Oh hang on, we’re getting a phone call…

📞Ring ring…. ring ring….Hello? Oh it’s for Bucky - The Catholic Church called, they said they want their rhetoric back

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What’s so “good” about secretly lusting over your friend’s daughter for years and then hardcore judging your friend for doing what u didn’t have the nerve to do, and THEN not saying anything to anyone and letting a ticking time bomb explode just so u can use the ensuing emotional chaos to act on your desires huh??? HUH???

Even if we frame the Dave/Beth relationship as “bad” or problematic… it’s like watching your friend gamble away his life savings at the casino and not saying a word bc u also want to blow all ur money at the casino, but don’t to be judged for for it??? That’s some mutually assured destruction shit.

💥🤯

Reader and Beth both deserve better parents and like, I just feel sad Beth is getting the majority of hate when I genuinely feel she’s the least responsible for causing harm out of the unholy trinity of dumbasses here.

Beth’s worst crime is that she’s an impulsive girl in her early 20’s who made a self centred decision and chose a guy over her friend.

🤷‍♀️

The other two? Two middle aged adults who want to pursue a relationship with each others 20 y/o children but lack either the will or the ability or the emotional awareness to give a damn about how their closest friends and family will be affected???

Send those fools back to clown school bc that shit ain’t funny

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Haha ya anyway just like some casual thoughts 😮‍💨 why didn’t I just go with memes fucking hell lol

What Goes Around

Pairing: BFD/DBF!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Summary: Bucky is your friend's dad and your dad's friend and nothing more. Until he isn't. Word Count: Over 6.2k Warnings: Explicit sexual content, vaginal unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), semi-public sex, possessive behavior, dirty talk, light Daddy kink, age gap (reader is in early 20's and Bucky late 40's), arguing, light violence, swearing, conflicted reader (everything is consensual!), everyone is a mess, Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?). A/N: Woohoo! Stepped out of my comfort zone a bit on this and I'm so proud! Thank you to @sweeterthanthis , @dreamlessinparis , @buckyownsmylife, @targaryenvampireslayer , @christywantspizza , @sgt-seabass , @lookiamtrying for listening to me ramble about this. Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby (thank you as well), but any and all mistakes are my own. Banner and moodboard by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated! ***Any soft!dark undertones are unintentional as everything is consensual.***

You met Bethany Barnes your freshman year of college. While some of the girls on your floor knew each other, you went off to university not knowing a soul and had to be assigned a roommate. Your nerves shot up when you walked into the shared room. Beth, as she preferred to be called, was intimidatingly beautiful. You hadn't met any supermodels, but she could've chosen that as her profession with her tall, slender build, long auburn hair, and sparkling blue eyes.

Your nervousness faded when she smiled and gave you a hug, after asking if it was okay.

"You're here!" she smiled more when she pulled away, looking over your shoulder at who you thought was your dad. "By the closet."

You weren't normally stunned silent by looking at a person, but that was what happened when you met James "Bucky" Barnes. With the beard and quiet confidence in which he carried himself, you would've mistaken him for a professor had it not been for the fact that he was in the dormitory. Call it instant attraction or lust, but you found yourself openly staring at the handsome man as he carried a box into the room. He gazed at you, too, or so you thought. Your mind may have been playing tricks on you.

"Dad, quit staring at my roommate. That's weird."

The needle on the record scratched. Her dad. You could see where she got her good looks. He was taller and broader, his hair dark brown instead of auburn, and eyes a deeper shade of blue. One of the hottest men to ever grace the earth, if anyone asked for your opinion.

It didn't matter how good looking he was. This was Beth's dad. It put him in the "look, but don't touch" column.

Your dad, Dave, appeared moments later and introduced himself. Bucky was kind enough to help him with the rest of your stuff and even offered to buy lunch. While he didn't look the least bit upset about leaving, it was clear your dad was having a tough time holding it together and even had tears in his eyes. You understood. It was the two of you for so long and now you were out the door.

Beth put a hand on his arm and gave him a small smile to ease his worries.

"Hey. Your daughter and I will look out for each other, okay? You have nothing to worry about. Plus, I think we're going to be good friends."

She was right.

To your surprise, you discovered that Beth only lived about an hour away from your hometown. Like you, Beth didn't know anyone, but she was friendly and welcoming. Definitely more outgoing than you would ever be. Her popularity grew quickly, but the two of you were there for each other like she promised. While you had lost your mother, hers took off when she was so young she couldn't even remember her face. Bucky did the best he could to raise her. Like your dad had done for you.

Maybe that was why they became such good friends, too.

The two of you traded off different weekends at each other's houses when you left campus and spent a few holidays together. You did a couple of summer trips with your dads doing their best not to be overbearing. Eventually Beth joined a sorority and moved into the chapter's house, so you no longer lived together. Bucky suggested that your dad move closer to his place when he decided to sell the house, that way everyone could still spend time together.

"You wouldn't mind, would you?" your dad asked at the time.

You didn't at the time. It still gave everyone a chance to hang out and your dad seemed to need it more than you. He admired Bucky for being self-made, having a nice house, and a good job. It was as if the man's confidence rubbed off on him. He began to dress better and get in shape. He mentioned possibly dating again, which you encouraged. Your dad deserved to be happy.

You couldn't have predicted it would all go to hell after graduation.

You nursed your wine as you sat at the bar, staring into the abyss of the liquid as you swirled it around. Maybe if you looked long enough, you'd forget about tonight. It should have been an evening of celebration for you. Nothing major, but it was something that meant the world to you.

"I think you need something stronger."

You stayed silent when you turned to your right, slightly surprised when you saw none other than Bucky take a seat beside you. The citrus scent of his cologne filled your nostrils when he moved his stool close enough that your knees touched. Up close, even with the dim bar lightning, you could see the gray hairs in his trimmed beard and perfectly coiffed brown hair. Of all the people you expected to see, he certainly wasn't one of them.

"What are you doing here?" you asked.

"I thought you could use a friend."

"Are we friends?" You asked softly.

Hurt flashed in his eyes, which filled you with guilt. "I thought we were."

You weren't sure if you would label Bucky as a friend, but you cared for the man. He had been good to you over the years, staying up with you and watching movies when you couldn't sleep or listening to you ramble on about your papers, internship, resume, while Beth pampered herself. He gave advice when you asked and listened when you only wanted to talk.

You didn't need to be rude to him.

"We are," you wanted to assure him and you felt a bit better when his shoulders relaxed. "How did you even know where to find me?"

"You rushed off before dinner started and you mentioned that you liked this place," he replied, like it was obvious. "We were supposed to be celebrating. We didn't get all dressed up for nothing," he teased, gesturing to himself and drawing your attention to his large body as you smiled a little.

Over the last few years, you got used to seeing different looks from him. Jeans and shirts tight enough to see the muscles underneath, sweatpants that hung low enough to let the imagination wander, swim trunks when you went on vacation, and even the occasional suit. He opted for a dark blue suit tonight that matched his eyes, but skipped the tie. It wasn't a look many could pull off and he did it with ease.

You blinked and shook your head, trying not to pay attention to how good he looked. Just because you were upset didn't mean you had a right to check him out. It was wrong to be attracted to him and you refused to acknowledge it. Mainly because he was one of your dad's best friends and one of your best friend's dads.

No, she's not my best friend. Not anymore.

“We even kind of match,” he smiled to himself.

You glanced down at your short, sleeveless dress. It wasn’t revealing or flashy, but you felt beautiful in it. The shade of blue was close to his suit. Part of you felt silly for dressing up for a simple dinner.

"I guess we do," you said softly, looking at your glass again.

“Surprised the boys aren’t lining up for a chance with you,” he said.

You snorted, thankful you didn’t take a sip of your wine. You would’ve spit it out. “The boys have never lined up for me, but it’s okay. I’m used to it.”

Boys usually talked to you to get closer to Beth.

“Their loss,” Bucky said sincerely as he held up a couple of fingers for the bartender.

“And we have nothing to celebrate,” you said, not wanting to dwell on your sad dating history.

"Bullshit," he said, ordering two shots of whiskey and setting some money on the counter once the bartender came over. "You got a job at Stark Industries. I'm proud of you."

Your cheeks heated at the praise. "Thank you," you said, sparing him a glance when he passed you a glass. "I already have a drink.”

“And I said it isn’t strong enough,” he hesitated as he picked up his own. “Beth said you weren’t much of a drinker. Not even on your 21st birthday. You were a good girl, weren’t you?”

You were conflicted as you listened. Did Bucky mean for that to be an innuendo? You chose to focus on Beth instead, and how angry you felt. How many nights did you hold her hair back while she puked?

“You're right. We should celebrate."

Bucky gave you a worried look as you picked up your drink.

Your cheeks ached from your wide smile. "To my dad and your daughter fucking each other. Cheers!"

You might as well address the elephant in the room since he wouldn't.

He frowned when you downed the shot, the burn spreading from the back of your throat to your chest. You half expected him to see a clench in his jaw or an embarrassed blush in his cheeks, but he merely threw his drink back and slammed the glass down when he finished. "You sure you don't want to do another toast? I don't think the entire bar heard you."

"Oh, I wouldn't want to make a scene. I did that already, remember?"

You hadn't seen Beth in months since you graduated. Neither of you landed dream jobs right away, but you did find temporary work to help cover the rent for your new place. You wanted to be independent and your dad supported you. But your friend hadn’t even seen your place.

Any time you reached out to meet up, she made an excuse why she couldn't join you or bailed at the last minute if she agreed. At first, you didn't take any offense. You figured she met a guy. She got like that sometimes over boys, but she had never gone that long without hanging out with you.

Maybe she had outgrown you after college.

Your dad sensed that you missed Beth and assured you that you'd see her soon. He planned a special dinner to celebrate you getting a job at Stark Industries. Beth promised she wouldn't miss it. You thought it was strange how easily she accepted your dad's invitation, but you discovered quickly that she wasn't there for you in the first place.

"Sweetie," your dad began as he slipped an arm around Beth's waist. "We have something we want to talk to you about. Beth and I are, well, we're seeing each other. Now I know that may be difficult to hear, especially since I haven't seen anyone serious since your mother, but…"

Your dad used to describe you as amicable and well-behaved when someone asked him about his daughter. No matter what life threw your way, you did your best to be friendly and stay out of trouble. It could have been before your mother was always kind and you did your best to follow in her footsteps. It often meant putting the needs of others before your own, but it never bothered you.

Until tonight.

Until you saw the ring on Beth's finger.

Beth, the girl who flashed boys from her sorority house window and blew off studying. The same girl who cried with you on the anniversary of your mom's death. She was going to marry your dad.

A slow moving storm began to swirl in your mind. You managed to hear your dad say that they began seeing each other the night of graduation and promised it wasn't sooner. It explained why Beth had blown you off all that time. They were trying to figure out how to tell you, but all they did was lie.

Outrage was a foreign feeling to you and you didn't know how to channel it. Were you supposed to scream? Cry? All you knew was that it clawed at your insides until it broke free.

Whatever you yelled was enough to make your dad step back in shock and Beth grab your arm to drag you outside. The porch light illuminated her enough to see the anger etched on her face. You didn't even recognize her.

"What the fuck? You've been fucking my dad?!" you yelled, snatching your arm back from her.

"Yeah, I'm fucking your dad!" she yelled back.

"How did this even happen?!" you demanded to know, immediately regretting asking a second later.

"After your graduation dinner, we were drinking and I said I always thought he was hot and-"

"God, stop!" you shrieked, covering your ears until her mouth stopped moving. "So, you two have been sneaking around behind my back and lying to me for months?!"

"We had to because we knew you'd lose your shit! I knew you wouldn’t be mature about this!"

You trembled as you took a step back. You weren't used to yelling or being yelled at. There were times that you and Beth bickered, but it was nothing like this.

And, of course, you'd lose your shit. What did she honestly expect? Was she the real reason your dad began to take better care of himself over the years?

"Why?" You asked almost timidly, a contrast to how you shouted moments ago. "I don't want to sound cliché, but you can have anyone you want. Why him?"

"Because I want him," she said unapologetically.

Beth, in the time you knew her, was never afraid to go after what or who she wanted. She also went all in with guys. She didn't believe in doing it half-ass. But your dad was far from her type, the opposite of the fuckboys she typically dated.

"My dad isn't one of those stupid boys who does lines of coke off your ass. He's a good man."

"I know he's a good man. That's why I'm marrying him," she snapped, holding up her hand for you to see the ring again. It was beautiful. If you had to guess, it was also expensive. "We just want your support."

You wondered what it would be like at times to have a stepmom. Whenever you envisioned it, your best friend never came to mind. Your dad had to be going through a midlife crisis. God, what would your mom say if she was alive? What did Bucky have to say?

"You're half his age!" you argued, the anger starting to surface again as you stepped forward and smacked her hand away. "What do you two possibly have in common?"

"A lot, actually," she said, clutching her hand against her chest. "You never had a problem with your dad and I hanging out in all the years we've been friends. And you wouldn't give a shit about his age if this was any other guy."

"But this isn't just any guy! This is my dad!" you argued, pleading with her to understand as your vision blurred. Didn’t she realize how awkward it was? What if they ended things? "And you're my best friend."

Beth bit her lip at the sight of your tears. "Your dad and I care about each other, okay? We deserve to be happy. And I care about you, too, but I'm not letting him go. I refuse to be like you."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" you demanded when you watched the sympathy leave her eyes.

When backed into a corner, Beth lashed out like an animal. Anyone who got too close got hurt. Unlucky for you, you knew you were about to be on the receiving end of her wrath.

"You spent all four years of college studying and being nice instead of living. You only had fun when I made it happen. You hardly dated. You're lucky you even got laid at all," she said, digging into your insecurities. It was tough for guys to look at you when Beth stood beside you. It made you wonder how long she felt this way about you. "Deep down, you’re just a fucking coward. Unlike you, I have the balls to go after what I want, so that's what I did. You should find a pair and do the same."

Your hand connected with Beth's cheek before you could stop yourself. Like a scene out of a movie, your dad opened the door in time for him to witness the slap. But it wasn't his hand that gripped your shoulder to pull you away.

It was Bucky’s.

Your hand stung as Beth dissolved into tears in your dad's arms. He looked disappointed in you and said as much as you tried to say something. You waited for Bucky to snap at you for hitting his daughter, but he stayed eerily silent as he looked at your hand.

Did he hate you now?

"I'm sorry," you whispered, pulling away before he could say a word.

You ducked inside long enough to grab your purse and take off before any of them could stop you. It was a coward's way out. Maybe Beth was right about you, after all.

"You didn't cause a scene," Bucky said, ordering you both another drink. "That being said, I didn't hear most of the argument, but I did see you hit Beth."

You winced a little and rubbed your palm against your thigh. It was the first time you ever hit someone. "I'm sorry for slapping her."

"Don't be. She deserved it," he said under his breath.

You didn't expect him to say that.

"Your dad is worried, you know," he said, surprising you again. "Said you aren't answering his calls."

"No, I'm not. I don't know what to say to him," you admitted, finally taking out your phone to glance at it. You had missed calls and texts from your dad and Beth, but you refused to listen to the voicemails or look at the messages. "I don't get it."

"What do you not get?" He asked curiously when you finally took your drink.

"Them," you said, allowing the alcohol to burn your throat again. "I don't get them together. Beth isn't. Well, she's not…"

"Your mother?" he guessed.

You looked in your lap with a sigh.

"No, she isn't, but maybe that isn't a bad thing. She won't try to be your mom. Just a partner to your dad," he said. Was your dad someone who could ground her? Was she someone who could make him feel younger? "They're consenting adults. And your dad is lonely. Has been for years."

It sounded like he was trying to placate you, but something in his voice kept you from calling him out. You knew your dad was lonely. Beth said something similar about Bucky.

"I think Beth is bringing him out of his shell," Bucky gently added.

“I wouldn’t know. I’ve hardly seen them in months,” you mumbled.

“They should’ve made time for you,” he said, putting his hand over yours. You didn’t dwell on how nice his touch felt since he pulled away just as quickly. “I should have, too. I’ve missed seeing you around the place.”

It wasn’t his job to make time for you.

“You’ve missed me?” you questioned, warmth spreading in your face as he smiled. It was nice to hear that. “I’ve missed you, too.”

“Though I have a feeling you won't want to stop by as much now to see me.”

"If I don't, it has nothing to do with you," you said.

"Sure," he smiled a little.

You examined him with a critical eye, trying to decipher what was going on in his head. Wouldn't it be awkward for him, too? Where was his anger at the situation? Was he hiding it?

"Why are you not upset? She's your daughter."

He gave you a wistful smile and had his drink. A drop of liquid stayed on his lip and you were tempted to wipe it away. Or lick it away. You couldn't act on those urges, especially after the way you went off on Beth. It would be hypocritical.

"Just because I’m not letting it show doesn’t mean I’m not upset. Truth is, I can’t control what Beth does. She stopped listening to me a long time ago. And if I tried to force her to let Dave go, it would make her want him more," he explained, his jaw twitching. "I had a few choice words for him since he kept it from you."

"Wait," you swung in your chair and almost landed in his lap. His hands gripped your arms to steady you, but he didn't let go. "Because he kept it from me? Not you?"

Bucky gave you a single nod, making your heart crack.

"So you knew?" you asked, sadness bubbling up this time instead of anger.

"I did. I’m sorry."

Why would they tell Bucky and not you? Did they expect him to be more mature? Was he the lesser of the two evils or worse?

“How long have you known?” you asked, moving off the stool with his help. “Why didn’t you say anything to me?”

“I’ve only known about their relationship for a couple of weeks,” he answered, trying to stop you when you put your phone in your bag. No wonder he wasn’t as upset. He had time to process the news. “Look, it wasn’t my place. You had enough on your mind with job interviews and I was-”

“You were what? Trying to protect me?”

“In a way, yeah,” he said, making you take a step back when he stood up. “I know how my daughter can be, but I didn’t expect them to pick your celebration dinner to tell you.”

“Tonight wasn’t about me,” you said with a bitter laugh. “It was never meant to be about me.”

Age gap and weirdness aside, you didn't want to say out loud that you felt pushed out. Your dad and Beth would be wrapped up in each other from now on. They already were. How would Beth be able to talk to you about romantic issues when those very issues involved your dad? Would your father make time for you? What if they decided to have a kid?

Were you wrong for thinking of yourself instead of being happy for them?

“Come here,” he whispered, embracing you in a comforting hug.

You were close to bursting into tears, shutting your eyes to keep them at bay. What were you supposed to do with the emotions you were feeling? And why did it feel so good to be in his arms?

“I don’t want to be mad at him,” you whispered.

“You won’t be mad at him forever. He’s your father,” he said, leaning in close so his lips brushed your ear. “But he isn’t your daddy, is he?”

Your eyes slowly opened at his words.

“You want me to be your daddy?”

You nearly stumbled back, your eyes wide as you looked at him. There was no playfulness in his gaze. Nothing to give away that it was a joke. You heard him wrong or imagined that because there was no way he would ask you that. Maybe those couple of shots got to you quicker than you thought.

“What did you say?” you asked.

“You heard what I said,” he said evenly.

You laughed as you backed away more. It had to be a joke and you weren’t in the mood for games. So why wasn’t he laughing with you?

“Whatever that was, I-I can’t process this right now. I need air. I need to go home.”

“You’ve been drinking,” Bucky pointed out as you began to walk to the side door. “I can take you. Let me take care of you.

“You’ve been drinking, too,” you said over your shoulder. “I’ll call a cab.”

“Wait!”

You pushed the door open and welcomed the cool air as you walked down the alley. It didn’t bother you since the alcohol warmed you a bit. It was dark, except for the glow of the neon lights. The perfect cover to hide your oncoming tears.

You turned around when you heard footsteps behind you, but didn’t speak when you saw Bucky a few feet away. What would you say to him? It was difficult to think with him watching you, the air thick with tension. The longer his gaze lingered on you, the harder it was to breathe. If he noticed your hand shaking when you wiped at your eyes, he didn't point it out.

Such a gentleman.

"You're not going home until you talk to me," he said, taking another step toward you.

"You can't keep me out here all night. There. I spoke to you."

"That isn't what I meant and you know it. You're pissed about everything, I get it, but don't act like I'm the bad guy here."

"You're not the good guy either," you snapped, pointing back at the bar. “What the hell was that in there? Asking to be my daddy?”

“You know how relieved Dave was that I didn’t beat the shit out of him over Beth? Or that I didn’t push him away as a friend? You know why I didn’t?” he asked, avoiding your question. “Because I’d be a fucking hypocrite.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“I’ve wanted you since I walked into your dorm room your freshman year.”

The air rushed out of your lungs. A man who is practically sex on legs wanted you. Someone off limits and you could never have.

“Beth never wanted a stepmom and the women I dated didn’t want a bratty daughter. I almost gave up on dating and then I saw you. You were right in front of me and I couldn’t have you because you were half my age and living with my daughter,” he explained.

You thought back over the years, searching for signs in the memories that he wanted you. The late, quiet nights together. His interests in your studies. How he used to joke with your dad that the reason you didn’t date much was because the boys weren’t good enough for you.

“Been almost five years and I can’t stop thinking about you. I’ve tried to be good. What’s stopping us now?”

“I. That’s not. We.” Why couldn’t you form a coherent sentence? “You’re a good man and a good looking man, but you’re Beth’s dad.”

Bucky’s bitter laugh chilled you more than the cool air.

“So, you’re going to pretend that you don’t want me? That you haven’t wanted me all these years and I’ve just imagined the looks and want between us?” he demanded, every bit the confident man you grew used to seeing. “Say you don’t want me and we’ll forget this whole thing.”

You couldn’t say that.

“Say I do want you,” you said carefully. “We just can’t.”

You backed up when he strode forward and wrapped his hand around your wrist. The touch was gentler than you expected as he turned and backed you against the wall, your bag unceremoniously falling to the ground. You were forced to look at him when he gripped your chin, pressing his body closer to yours. His eyes flickered between your gaze and trembling mouth and you wondered if he heard how fast your heart pounded.

Were his eyes always such a dark shade of blue or did you ignore the lust hidden beneath the surface?

"Why can’t we, hmm?" he asked, firmly keeping your head in place when you tried to avert your gaze. "Is it because you’re scared? You don’t have to be.”

You were scared as hell. Bucky is a man. Experienced.

"Aren't you tired of being good? I know I am."

You thought back to Beth’s previous words. How she had the balls to go after what she wanted and you needed to do the same. What better time to start than now?

You pressed your lips against his and it didn’t take him long for his tongue to slip in, tasting the whiskey as he devoured you. He moaned when your hands moved down his torso, allowing you to divulge in the thing you both denied yourselves. Some twisted part of you mourned what you could’ve had for months had you simply stopped being a good girl.

Were you truly good to begin with?

The line of his hard cock pressed against you as he rocked his hips and kissed down your neck. “This isn’t how I pictured it, but I can’t fucking wait.”

“How did you picture it?” you whimpered, rolling your hips back against his.

“I’d rather show you later,” he whispered, lightly biting down. It wasn’t hard enough to break the skin, but enough that pain and pleasure lingered. “You have no idea what I’m going to do to you.”

He moved away enough to push your dress up around your hips, shocking you when he tore your panties off. Tucking the ruined fabric into his pants pocket, he slipped his hand back between your thighs. His fingers were cool against your slick folds and you shamelessly writhed, needing everything he was willing to give you.

“Did you touch yourself at night wishing I’d show up and fuck your pretty pussy until you cried for me? Hmm?” He said, kissing you again as you whined. The light scratch of his beard made you shiver as he nipped your bottom lip. “Tell me you want my cock.”

Your head spun at his demand. You weren’t a virgin, but the guys you had been with before weren’t big on dirty talk. Unless they talked about how amazing their cocks were.

They weren’t.

“I want your cock,” you whined against his lips, desperate for him.

You wanted him to fill you up until you were sore, aching, and forgot why you were so upset in the first place.

“I’ll give it to you,” he promised.

Your fingers twisted in his shirt when he slid his fingers into your wet slit. You couldn’t recall a time in your life you felt this hot and slick. And feeling one finger push inside, you were sure this was nothing more than an erotic, dirty dream.

“Fuck, you’re tight. And you’re gonna let me fuck you against this wall, aren’t you?” he asked as you nodded. “Dirty girl. My dirty girl now.”

His finger twisted as he added another and you nearly smacked your head against the wall, but his other hand came up to soften the blow. “Bucky,” you gasped.

“I don’t know if you really want my cock,” he teased, moving his long fingers deep. “Might need to hear it one more time.”

As if you weren’t practically riding the thick digits at this point and moaning in the dark alleyway, he really needed to hear you say it again? The squelching sound of your pussy wasn’t loud enough? But your body liked his teasing. Loved his demands.

“Please, I need your cock. Please, Bucky. Please.” you begged, almost sobbing when he took his fingers out.

“But you said we can't do this. Isn't that what you said?” he asked.

When you opened your mouth to answer, he pushed his wet fingers inside.

“Taste yourself and try to say you don't want me. I dare you,” he whispered, wiping some of the bittersweet juices on your tongue. His fingers slipped free as you gaped at him, watching as he licked the remainder with a groan. “Even sweeter than I imagined.”

The sound of him unbuckling his belt snapped you out of your stupor. “Bucky, I’m-”

“On the pill and clean. I know,” he cut you off as he took his cock out and stroked himself. “I need to fill you up, pretty girl. Need to make you mine, the way I should’ve a long time ago.”

You struggled to keep yourself upright as he guided himself between your legs, holding your hip steady when he pushed the head in. You weren’t nearly stretched enough to take him, but your greedy pussy didn’t care as he slipped in inch by inch. You moaned as he kept pushing until he was fully sheathed inside you. You had never felt so full and likely never would again.

“Fuck,” he groaned, pressing his forehead against yours as your walls pulsed around him.

In the dark place in the back of your mind you kept locked away, you wondered how he looked and sounded when he was pleased. If he gasped when he came or if his eyes rolled back. You were going to find out though, weren’t you?

You cried out when he thrust, one hand moving up to grip his hair. The quick, hard motions felt as desperate as you did inside. You didn’t care if it was fast or dirty. You were tired of being clean. This wasn’t tender or making love. It wasn’t soft touches and kisses to your breasts or slowly building you up.

It was Bucky Barnes fucking you against an alley wall.

“Fuck, are you always this wet or is it just for me?” he asked in awe, pulling one of your legs around his hip to shove his cock in deeper. “Do I have to chase anyone else off?”

You didn’t hear the words as you cried out. It felt so good to be taken like this. The rage, hurt, confusion, all of it molded into ecstasy. You never wanted it to end.

A light smack to your thigh pulled you back to the present.

“Tell. Me. You’re. Mine.” The gravel in his voice grew with each punctuated thrust.

“I’m yours,” you moaned, helpless to the onslaught and uncaring of the implication in the moment.

Your response encouraged him to move faster, kissing you deeply with a groan. His thrusts became almost punishing, like he had to feel you let go so he could come. It wouldn’t take much more with your orgasm building the way it was. You’d be surprised if his cock wasn’t coated in your wetness once you came.

“I-I’m gonna…” you trailed off.

“I know, pretty girl,” he grunted, gripping your chin again. “Be good and come for Daddy.”

Your body seized up before you exploded with pleasure. You struggled to hold yourself up as you trembled with bliss, your vision going white from the intensity. It was so much at once and you thought you might sob from how good it felt.

“Good girl. My good fucking girl,” he encouraged as he fucked you through it, the obscene sounds drowning out your whimpers. He tipped over the edge after a few more thrusts, coating your wet walls. “Fuck, take it.”

He managed to hold you up as he finished, panting as his head fell back. Your grip on his jacket loosened as the reality of the situation sank in, like a bucket of cold water being washed over you. Why did pleasure have to be short lived?

You fucked Bucky. You let Bucky fuck you. How could you cross that line? Just because Beth and your dad had done so, why did you think you could?

God, what were you going to tell them? That you were the biggest hypocrite alive? That you were no better than they were?

What goes around, comes around.

“Hey,” he whispered when he lifted his head, both of you still breathing heavily. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

“It’s not okay,” you whispered as he pulled out of you, your mixed release dripping down your thighs. You covered your face as he fixed your dress and himself. “Oh, my god.”

You flinched and dropped your hands when he pulled you away from the wall. His expression was unreadable as he shrugged his jacket off and slipped it over your shoulders. “It’s okay,” he said again.

“W-We can’t do that again,” you whispered as he bent down to retrieve your bag.

"Why not?" he asked, picking up some of the contents that fell out before he stood up.

"Because we can't," you said with no strength behind your words.

“We’re doing this again. You can’t avoid me or this,” he said, pointing between the two of you.

“Your daughter is marrying my dad. This whole thing is fucked up and-”

“And I said I'm tired of being good. I’m fucking tired of denying myself the chance to be happy,” he said firmly as he got in your face. “So are you. I know it."

You pulled the jacket tighter around you, not backing away as he stared at you. Did you shake from the sudden cold, your orgasm, or from the thought that he wasn’t about to let you go?

His gaze softened before he kissed your forehead. “Let’s get a cab and I’ll take you home. We can talk about it once you’ve rested.”

You let him take your hand, your feet moving on their own accord to follow him to the end of the alley. “I can get home on my own.”

You needed to be alone so you could figure out what to do about everything.

“You said you’re mine, didn’t you?” he said, smiling when you stopped. “And what kind of Daddy would I be if I didn’t take care of you?”

Would love to explore more of this new pairing. 😏 Love and thanks for reading! 💙

Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi

[yuriphile]

02/09/23

recapping everything that's been happening to me...

i made it to third sem *crowd cheers*

osjur. a LOT of pros and very little cons

college starts. kinda mid as of now

well, since i will be in my second year of my college, here's a few goals i have been hoping to achieve:

learning new skills. i will try to enroll to MySkill by next week and hopefully i would be discipline enough to achieve my goals. i want to learn at least 5 skills, especially about data analyzing and business plans, in the six months of my enrollment and implement the concepts and mindset i've studied during my osjur

since i have been accepted into my himpunan jurusan, i want to be active and know more people in there. i will join at least 3 kepanitiaan, either within himpunan or at college in general within my second year

last but not least, i will keep my GPA gradient positive and receive 0 B grades on my second year while maintaining my relationship

now that that's done, let's recap my life!

my friendship with my college friends from high school is at an all time low. frankly, i don't really care because our circle has been described as too apathetic and [redacted]-based. also, i have new friends! i'm genuinely happy about it and i hope it can get to a deeper friendship. i also have been trying to be active and contribute something to my angkatan, especially since we'll be very very busy soon.

next. osjur has been very fun! i won't be saying too much but they have teach me a LOT of things and i will try to implement each of it to my daily life.

my relationship with d is... well it's not going anywhere. actually, it's probably going downhill since we'll only meet when we pass by every wednesday. i'm 80% fine with it, romantic relationship isn't really something i look for, as long as d stays as my friend i will be happy.

i've been trying to save money too! it's currently at 33% of the goal i make. but at the same time i've been spending money on merch and i promise i would budget better haha. merch buying will be only once a month max and if i buy merch, then i am not allowed to check-out anything from shoppee and vice versa.

i haven't been very clean lately... i should call someone to clean my room and laundry my stuff. i should also buy and stock food for my midnight snacks. also: i should continue walking to campus, it's the only physical exercise i do.

i've stick lots of photobooth pics and letters i receive on my wall as a way to make myself feel happier. i think it's working. i'm trying to change the way i speak because i feel like i sound angry or annoyed whenever i criticize or talk about something passionately. hopefully it worked...

lastly: i want to eat pork so badly.

[suckitsurveys]

Do you plan your meals in any way? Oh yeah. We make a plan every week for dinners and my lunches for the work week .

Have you ever been front row at a concert? Which one(s), and how was the experience? I have a couple of times when I saw Kill Hannah as a teenager, and maybe some other times with other smaller bands.

What’s the strongest earthquake you’ve ever experienced? I've only ever experienced aftershocks.

Do you know your best friend’s middle name? Yes.

If you have a passport, where do you store it for safekeeping? I don’t have one.

What’s your favourite kind of juice and when did you last drink some? I like apple juice/cider. It’s been a bit since I’ve had some.

Were you in the scouts when you were young? I wasn’t.

How long are your fingernails right now? They could be longer.

Do you like the Scream movies? They’re okay. I think I’ve only seen the first two?

What sort of music have you been listening to lately? Billie, Lana, the Barbie soundtrack.

Are there any bills you need to pay? I’m sure but everything is on autopay. I don’t even know when stuff goes through anymore haha.

Have you ever been told you look like a celebrity? When I was in my early 20s (and so were they) someone told me I looked like Elliott Page. And another time someone said Drew Barrymore? I don’t think I look like either of them, or any celebrity, so.

How many people could sleep in your home? (Not counting floor space, beds and couches only) Probably 4 total.

Are you a fast reader? Sure.

Do you own a leather jacket? Nope.

Is there a university campus in your city or town? Um, we have SEVERAL of those. I’m on one of them right now, lol.

Who last called you on the phone? Did you pick up? If so, how long did you talk? An unknown number that I did not pick up.

What grocery store/supermarket do you shop at most frequently? Jewel-Osco.

Do you know how to play the card game Hearts? I’d need a refresher but I have played it before.

Are you a more of a light or heavy sleeper? I can be both.

Have you ever done freelance work? What did you do? I have not.

Name four things you can see right now. Four Funko Pops: Pikachu, Ron Swanson, Princess Carolyn, and Post Malone

Do you charge your phone every day? Do people not?

Is your washing machine currently running? I don’t have my own washing machine. I either use my dad’s or the apartment’s shared one.

How’s your energy levels today? Pretty low.

Have you ever torn a muscle? Nope.

Do you have any cereal in your house at the moment? I am pretty sure there’s a box of Cheerios.

When was the last time you went out to eat? Where did you go and who with? I think that was when my friends were here. We went to Portillo’s before I dropped them off at the airport.

Is the street you live on short, long, or somewhere in the middle? It’s a pretty standard Chicago side street size.

Should you be in bed right now? I would LOVE to be.

[umichenginabroad]

Find Me In Class or... Running Off to Vienna

Hey přátelé,

It officially doesn't feel like I'm on vacation anymore. Classes started last Tuesday, and my schedule means I have 9 am ones every day. I'm not exactly a morning person, but since my schedule last semester at Michigan was essentially the same, I'm keeping up... at least for now haha. We have 3.5 hour classes with a 30 minute break built in, and sitting in class for that long is definitely something I'm having to get used to. Fortunately, most of my classes have been pretty engaging. I'm taking 5 classes in total: Introduction to AI, Database Management Systems, Communication for the Tech Sector, Tech Ethics and Public Policy, and Augmented Reality: Leadership Development for the Tech Sector.

The view from our school building -- makes up for the 20 minute daily walk from our apartment

Unlike my EECS classes at Michigan, each one of these classes is interactive and more discussion based. It was a nice change to be able to form connections with professors easily. All of mine have such interesting backgrounds with many coming from working in the industry. Some highlights of class include playing Kahoot to review Python knowledge in AI and completing a lifeline exercise in Leadership Development to learn more about the other students on my program!

Played a pretty competitive game of Kahoot and learned a bit about the statistics of the tech industry

I'm a big fan of studying in the Law Library on campus, so I wanted to find somewhere similar here in Prague. Enter the Academy of Sciences Library! Our director for the program recommended we register at this library, so I headed over one day after class and the process is surprisingly easy. You do have to pay a small fee, which I didn't expect as most American libraries are free to enter, but it was only about $10 for 6 months. Just look at the architecture and vibes... definitely puts me in more of a studying mood than my apartment.

Beyond all the academic responsibilities that started, my roommates and some other friends on our program decided to travel to Vienna for the weekend. This was probably one of the first places on my travel bucket list, because, like Prague, I had only ever heard good things about the city. It's also only 4 hours from Prague, a straight train or bus ride (we actually took both, one there and one back).

Took a bus Friday afternoon and saw the sun set over a lake

Our Czech teacher had mentioned that Vienna is similar to Prague but a little cleaner and more modern, and I definitely got that feeling when visiting. I'd have to say my favorite parts were definitely the teal and marble buildings and the delicious breakfasts we had. I would be very content if you just left me to marvel at all the pretty places around the city ngl. I'm a big planner and decided to create the route we walked on Saturday which ended up being around 30,000 steps. I don't know what my friends thought, but I'd say I'm now pretty qualified to be a tour guide haha [to my friends-- sorry for killing your feet but thanks for coming along :)]

Blue skies for our first full day (we got rained on on Sunday </3)

I almost didn't want to come back to Prague. Thankfully, more adventures to come!

Na shledanou,

Catherine Jiang Computer Science Tech Career Accelerator in Prague

Czech Words

přátelé - friends

Na shledanou - goodbye