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melercies · 22 hours ago

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pairing(s): thanos x (gender-neutral) reader (squid game + post-squid game)

warning(s): mature/suggestive themes & parts, deaths (thanos & reader separately), violence/threats, psychological manipulation, my best interpretation of the character and lowercase usage intended.

author's note: THANOS HEADCANONS, i love him so much, it's not even funny anymore along with nam-gyu. correction. love and hate them. that's one thing for sure. please let me know if i missed anything! likes, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated!

when it comes to thanos, love isn't gentle. it’s fire and chaos, something hungry and relentless. he doesn’t do soft confessions or sweet nothings. love, for him, is about claiming—staking his place in your life so deeply that you can’t imagine a world without him in it.

his version of affection is intense, overwhelming, and sometimes, suffocating. he likes knowing that you’re his, that when you look around the dormitory filled with desperate, terrified people, you don’t see safety in anyone else but him.

he thrives in the chaos of the games. he's loud, unpredictable, and somehow, dangerously charming—always knowing how to manipulate people into doing what he wants. but when it comes to you? there’s an unsettling sincerity beneath all his usual antics. you’re not just another pawn to him. you’re something he refuses to lose.

he makes sure you stick by his side. “you’re safer with me,” he’d say, slinging an arm around your shoulder, fingers digging in just enough to make you feel his grip. “ain’t no one touching you when i’m around.”

if someone so much as looks at you wrong, he makes sure they regret it. he plays it off like a joke, but there’s a deadly edge to his words. “oh, don’t worry about them. they won’t be a problem anymore.” and sure enough, they don’t make it past the next round or you see them keeping their distance.

he steals extra food for you—sometimes by force, sometimes by sheer charisma. but he won’t just hand it over for free. he likes watching you work for it or he expects something from you in return. “c’mon, babe, say please,” he teases, dangling a piece of bread in front of your lips. if you refuse, he shrugs and takes a bite himself, grinning. “suit yourself.”

thanos dangles the piece of bread just out of your reach, his smirk wide and infuriating. "y'know," he drawls, tapping it against his chin like he's thinking, "i was just gonna ask for a little 'please,' but now i think i want something a little sweeter."

you narrow your eyes. "screw you."

he chuckles, all amusement and mischief, before leaning in, his voice dropping to a murmur. "tempting, babe, but let’s start smaller." his eyes flicker down to your lips, then back up. "how ‘bout a kiss?"

your stomach twists—not just from hunger but from the way he’s looking at you, like he already knows your answer. you clench your fists. "not happening."

thanos gasps dramatically, placing a hand over his chest like you wounded him. "oof. that one actually hurt." then, he clicks his tongue. "guess you don’t want the bread that bad, huh?"

you scowl as he pops a bite into his mouth, chewing slowly, savoring it.

"fucking asshole," you mutter under your breath.

he grins. "c’mon. it’s just a little peck—what, afraid you’ll like it?"

you glare at him, refusing to take the bait and give the satisfaction. "i’d rather starve."

he hums, amused. "dramatic. I like that." then, with zero warning, he leans closer, his breath warm against your ear as he whispers, "but I think I’d like it better if you got on your knees and earned it."

your breath catches, and your face burns. "you’re disgusting!"

thanos barks out a laugh, tilting his head. "ohhh, sweetheart, if you think that’s bad, you should hear what I really wanna say." he pops the last of the bread into his mouth, licking his fingers before smirking. "mmm. that could’ve been yours."

you swear under your breath, turning to storm off, but before you can, he grabs your wrist, stopping you. his grin softens—just slightly. "relax, sweetheart. i’ll bring you something tomorrow." then, he leans in just enough to make your heart skip. "but you’re gonna have to make it worth my while."

and just like that, he releases you, strutting off, leaving you hot with frustration—and maybe something else that makes you question yourself.

nights in the sleeping quarters are tense. you never know when someone might try to take you out in your sleep. but thanos? he sleeps like a king. always somehow finding a way to make himself comfortable, stretching out like he owns the place. but you? he keeps you close. “wouldn’t want you wandering off,” he mutters, an arm draped lazily over your waist, pulling you in. “or worse, someone trying to snatch you up.”

he practically thrives off getting under your skin. when the stress of the games starts getting to you, he leans in, lips brushing against your ear. “relax, sweetheart. you’re wound up so tight,” he purrs. “you need me to help you unwind?”

and damn it, he knows exactly what he’s doing. the teasing, the touches, the way his eyes stay locked onto you like you’re the only thing worth looking at. it’s infuriating how much he enjoys watching you squirm under his gaze.

the air in the dormitory was thick with tension, bodies pressed into cramped spaces, the weight of survival hanging heavy over everyone's heads. but none of that matters—not when thanos has you cornered against the cold metal frame of your bunk, his arm braced beside your head, blocking any escape.

damn him.

he's too close, leaning in just enough that you can the warmth of his breath against your cheek. his fingers ghost along your wrist, barely touching, just enough to make you hyper-aware of every movement. his lips curl into that lazy smirk of his, like he already knows how this is going to play out.

"y’know," he murmurs, voice dropping just low enough that only you can hear, "you really don’t hide it well."

your brows furrow. "hide what?"

his eyes flick down to your lips for just a second before snapping back up to meet your gaze, sharp and calculating. "how much you like this."

your breath hitches.

he chuckles as he takes notice, the sound deep, teasing—like he’s enjoying this more than he should. of course he is. he lives for moments like these, where he can get under your skin, make you second-guess yourself. it’s a game to him. one he’s all too good at playing.

"you can act tough all you want," he muses, fingers trailing higher, skimming the inside of your wrist. his touch is light, barely there, but it still sends a shiver up your spine. his grin widens. he notices. "but I see right through you, sweetheart."

you glare, trying to push him back, but he doesn’t budge. if anything, he leans in even closer, his forehead nearly brushing yours. his free hand skims down your waist, just slow enough to be deliberate, before stopping right at the hem of your uniform.

"you’re such a pain in the ass," you mutter, voice tighter than you’d like.

he laughs, tilting his head, fingers curling slightly against your hip. "yeah? and yet, you never stop running into me."

his tone is smug. it's infuriating. he’s enjoying this. the way you shift under his touch, the way your pulse jumps when his lips hover just near your ear—never quite touching, but just enough to make you want to close the distance yourself.

but that’s the game.

and just when you think he might actually push further, just when you’re bracing yourself for the inevitable—he pulls back. steps away like nothing happened, leaving you standing there, heat rising to your cheeks, pulse hammering in your ears.

"you should get some sleep," he muses, stretching his arms behind his head. his voice is casual, like he didn’t just toy with you, like he didn’t just leave you on edge. "big day tomorrow."

you exhale sharply, forcing yourself to glare, but it only makes his smirk widen as he turns back towards nam-gyu whose verbally fighting with se-mi as gyeong-su and min-su watch quietly.

bastard.

if you survive, but he doesn't? at first, it doesn't feel real. the games end, the money is in your hands, and yet, it feels hollow. you're supposed to feel free. instead, all you can think about is him.

thanos, with his wild energy and relentless teasing. thanos, who could make you laugh even when you were both inches from death. thanos, whose cocky grin never faltered—even when he should have been afraid. his absence follows you like a shadow.

you find yourself scanning through crowds, expecting to see that familiar smirk, or that effortless confidence that made him impossible to ignore. but he's not there. he never will be.

you still hear him sometimes. in the quiet moments. "c'mon, you know i'd make this more fun. don't tell me you're getting boring without me." you tell yourself it's just your imagination. your mind is just tricking you to believe he's still with you. just the lingering echos of someone who burned too brightly, too chaotically, to last. and yet, some part you doesn't want to let go.

an article of clothing, a shirt or jacket of his—is still in your closet. You don’t wear it, but you don’t get rid of it either. You tell yourself it’s just another piece of the past, but deep down, you know the truth. it's proof that, for a little while, he was real. that you were real.

and some nights, when the silence becomes unbearable, you slip it on and close your eyes.

if he survives, but you don't? at first, he laughs. a short, bitter sound emitting from his lips, like he's trying to convince himself that it's all just a bad joke once he hears your player number being announced or you're laying in front of him motionlessly. "nah, they're not gone. they're just screwing with me, right?"

but when no sarcastic response comes, no exasperated sigh, no teasing remark to fill the space or your presence showing up anywhere, the reality starts to sink in. and it burns.

thanos doesn't do grief. not the way most people do. he drinks too much. fights too much. spends money like it's an illusion—because, to him, it might as well be. the prize means nothing without you there to roll your eyes at his ridiculous spending habits or call him an idiot when he does something reckless.

your absence is a wound he refuses to acknowledge, but it festers beneath the surface. occasionally, he finds himself turning, expecting you to be there, leaning against the wall with that unimpressed look. but there's nothing. just the crushing weight of the silence.

if he had the chance to trade places with you? some nights, he thinks he would. but instead, he lives. because even if you're gone, he knows you wouldn't want him to waste it. and maybe, just maybe, living is his own twisted way of keeping you close.

he never talks about you. not to anyone. not even when he's alone. because if he does, it makes it real. and if it's real, then that means he lost. and thanos hates losing.

but when no one's around, when the liquor stops working and the noise in his head refuses to quiet down, he’ll pull out something of yours—something small, something insignificant, something only you would know the importance of.

and for a brief moment, he lets himself remember. then, just as quickly, he shoves it away. because memories don't change reality. and reality is that you're gone. and he's still here. alone.

#thanos x reader #squid game season 2 #squid game #squid game x reader #thanos smut #player 230 #choi subong #choi su bong x reader #choi su bong #choi seunghyun #choi seunghyun x reader #thanos squid game #squid game s2

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storiesfromafan · 3 days ago

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Track 01. Juno

A/N: its been a while. So sorry for my lack of posts. I've been struggling with inspiration. So please bare with me while I try to work on my other works.

Its Valentines Day here in Australia, with it we got Sabrina Carpenter's Short n Sweet Deluxe today! I've been listening to it for most of the day, and today was the day I finally wrote something inspired by Juno 😅

Forgive me if it's not great, but I am happy with it. Also, with enough encouragement, I might do a 'Deluxe' version with added smut at 18+ lol.

And this is part of a new series, it will get its own master post and linked to my master list. Basically one-shots inspired by music or song fics.

Warning/s: mention of breasts and feeling up, possible spelling/grammar mistakes

It was wrong, so very wrong. Sneaking around with a Vandal for months. But it was not only thrilling, but Benny was the right amount of bad boy with a touch of sweet.

Yet every time you’re with Peter – your boyfriend – did you feel guilty for what you’ve done, and the thoughts that were running through your head. How it would feel to have Benny’s arm around you, hand lazily running up and down your arm. Him whispering sweet nothing’s in your ear. Or how he’d manhandle you the right way behind closed doors.

Peter was nice – maybe a little too nice – but he was who society expected you to be with. Not a Vandal. Even if Benny was extremely better than your boyfriend.

Laying on your bed, wearing one the cute, frilly nighties Benny got you – as he just loved you looking all the bit sweet for him. The clock read eleven-thirty at night. The neighbourhood was rather quiet, while you filled your space with the low volume of a record. The only light in the room was your beside lamp.

You want to say you weren’t waiting up for Benny, but you were. The man had been gone for over a week on a ride with the club. With no indication of when he’d be back.

“I’ll be back sometime soon baby. Wait up for me?”

And like the love sick kitty you are, here you were; longing and waiting. The next song began to play, you sighed rolling onto your back and pouting. You swear he had to be doing this on purpose. He did like to tease you, though this was more torture.

God, you missed his touch, both hands and lips. The way his rough finger tips would glide over your skin, him commenting on how soft you felt. Or how he’d hold onto you, clear display of strength and power.

His lips, a full cupids bow that would softly lift in a smile. A pleased feel to it before he would place it to your neck and lay kisses. First soft and gentle, before becoming sloppy and a little teethy. You’d remind him not to leave any marks, no evidence was key to your little rendezvous. Though Benny wanted more, he wanted you completely.

And you had thought about it, ditching Peter and being Benny’s girl full-time. In theory it was perfect – beautiful even. But in reality, it terrified you. You’d seen how some of the Vandal women were treated by other women in town. Vandal women might as well have a bright red A embroidered on their clothing for the way they are treated.

So going from a sweet and adored community girl to a Vandal's old lady, it would get you treated like a leper. Not to mention your parents. They would go nuts to find out you were with Benny. That’s why secret meetings were best. Your little house the ideal love bubble.

Then you heard it, soft rumbling down the side street, your house being on the corner. Your heart skipped a beat. It had to be him, you just knew it. Sitting up on your bed you strained your hearing. Only to hear the rumbling stop. Again your heart skipped a beat. Yes, it was Benny.

Quickly you moved into a better positing. Sitting so your legs were off to the side, weight resting on your left hand, arm holding you up. You shook your hair, and fixed it with your free hand. Before setting it on your upper thigh. You moistened your lips when you heard movement in the backyard.

You’d pleaded Benny to leave his bike around the side. And jump the back fence, so not to be seen. You made sure to keep the back-door unlocked for him. Only locking it when he doesn’t show up, which was rare. The door handle rattled, and then the door as it was opened. Swiftly it closed and you could hear Benny moving around downstairs, probably removing his boots and jacket.

Excitement filled you and almost exploded when you heard him at the bottom of the staircase.

“Ya up there, baby?” He called out.

You rolled your eyes, but only smiled brighter. “Sure am".

No reply, other than Benny's feet clomping up each step. Every step closer, your heart beat with every step. The anticipation was close to snapping, you were close to just going to Benny and launching yourself at him. But you remained where you were, poised and like a baby doll. Just how he liked it.

Your door slowly swung open, revealing Benny, who moved to lean against your door frame. His stormy blues roamed over you, starting from your feet and moving long your body before reaching your face. A content smile pulled at his full lips, that slightly hid by the scruff on his chin.

He looked just as good as the last time you saw him, yet maybe better. The distance really doing a number on you, on Benny. You could read it on his face, he’d missed you so damn much.

Benny then moved, crossing your room to take a seat beside you. His left arm moving over your hips, hand placed on the bed. He was caging you in. His gaze focused on your face, taking it all in.

“Damn baby, you look better then I remembered" Benny said lowly, voice extra gravelly.

He then looked down your body once more and then back to your face. Solidifying his words. His right hand coming up to pushed back your hair, finger tips grazing your neck and the strap of your nightie, before pushing it over and down.

You shuddered, the way he looked at you and his movements, just driving you wild.

“You don’t look so bad yourself" you replied with a seductive tone. Proud to have managed to get those words out, as your brain was going to mush.

Benny smirked. But remained silent. Opting to leaning in and planting a tender kiss to your rosy lips. You almost fell to the bed in a puddle of goo. And just from a small kiss. Usually it was the long, exploring French kisses Benny served you that had this effect.

His hand came back to your neck, finding its home there, as Benny moved his head while still kissing you. A swipe of his tongue along your bottom lip told you, you were about to get that all nerve ending frazzling kiss.

Without hesitation you opened your mouth, Benny’s tongue darting in and to your own. His hand holding you in place as he greedily kissed you, tongue caressing and possessing yours. Soft noises being ripped from your throat spurring him on more. As well as how much he’d missed you.

Oh God, this man knew how to kiss you, and what it does to you. He could do or ask anything of you right now, and you’d gladly accept or go along with it. Pulling back, you were left kiss drunk, and he had only just begun.

“You look so pretty after I’ve kissed ya...” He muttered, taking you all in.

Benny then moved in again, this time not asking for permission, still working on the permission he’d already received. And you weren’t protesting. With some movement, you laid back on the bed as Benny moved over you, resting between your legs. Those rough hands of his grasping your upper thighs, only to slide upwards, exploring what lay beneath one of his favourite items of clothing to buy you.

He noted the fabric of your panties as his hands moved over your hips. Up the sides of your waist, and over your ribs. Finally finding your breasts, which were free of any covering such as a bra. The supple flesh warm to his palms, as he enjoyed the feel. You sighed into his mouth at the contact he had with them. Telling Benny you had missed his hands there.

Pulling back, Benny moved his lips down the side of your neck. You resorted to tilting your head back from the sensations this man was giving you. His touch gravely missed, his kiss just as much the same.

“Ya feel so good" Benny mumbled against your neck. “Ya always feel so damn good".

More kisses were pressed to your neck, altering between soft and hard. Occasionally grazing his teeth against your flesh. Every time his teeth were used you would make a noise, a mix of a whine and a moan.

“Fuck baby" he groaned. “Keep makin’ those noises and I’m gonna loose it".

Benny tightened his hold on your breasts, telling you he might lose it soon. But it only brought forth a moan from you. Which in turn made him groan.

“I wanna keep goin' baby" Benny started, pulling back from your neck and looking to your face. “But I gotta talk to ya first...”

That was like a bucket of ice water being thrown over you. Putting out the fire that had been growing inside. You wiggled around, to which Benny moved back more, giving you room.

“H-have I done s-something wrong...?” You asked softly, scared to talk at a normal volume.

Benny blinked before shaking his head. “No baby, no!” He paused, watching you relax slightly. “It’s just, I’ve been thinkin’ while on the road...”

You remained quiet, waiting with baited breath for him to continue.

With a sigh Benny got up and took a spot next to you on the bed. Back resting against the headboard of your bed. He wasn’t one for confrontation. But he needed you to hear him out, listen to his concerns and needs.

“I can’t keep doin' this – sneakin’ in and hidin' in this house" he paused, sparing you a look. “I want more baby, I want you, I need you. I want to be your man...”

“You are...” you said softly.

He shook his head. “No I’m not, ya boyfriend is. You go out there with him. Let him show ya off, and it is killin' me. I want to show you off, have you ridin’ on the back of my bike. My woman”.

Benny’s voice gained confidence and desperation. And you heard it – heard him. It pulled at your heartstrings.

“I might not be able to give ya what he might...but I can promise ya I will be here when you need me, always take care of you as best I can. I’ll give ya the whole world if ya ask...I love you so damn much baby...”

That was it, those three little words; I love you. The man next to you saying them after a short time, compared to your boyfriend who still hadn’t said them. Benny laid out all his cards, nowhere to hide.

Without a thought you moved to straddle Benny’s hips, resting your behind on his lap. Hands taking a hold of the gorgeous Vandals face. Your (colour) eyes looking deeply into his, searching to make sure he meant those three little words. And he did.

“Are you sure?” You asked with baited breath. “You love me?”

He nodded. “Yes, baby. I love ya".

You crashed your lips to his, putting everything into it, every emotion you were feeling. Benny grabbed your hips, holding you close to him as he let you kiss him. You took charge. Your tongue pushed into his mouth, exploring and savouring him. After a few moments you pulled back, not without giving him a few more pecks to his lips.

“I-I love you too" you breathlessly said, heart racing.

The smile that cross Benny’s face lit up his face. The words he was relieved to hear, but weren’t expecting. Pulling you in again for a hard, feverish kiss, Benny moved you both around so you were under him again. This was it, the start of something new. You both knew it and were going to do it.

You were going to breakup with Peter, and become Benny’s girl, your parents and the town be damned. And Benny was going to be the man you needed. And right now he would be attentive. After all you’d been patiently waiting for his return. He owed you for staying up waiting for him.

Tomorrow was approaching but right now, all that mattered was you both. Needing, exploring and satisfying the other in every way possible.

#benny cross x y/n #benny cross x reader #benny cross x you #the bikeriders x reader #austin butler x reader #benny the bikeriders

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softmamawrites · 3 days ago

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Feral Gale & Thick Bucky

**Title is subject to change**

I’m leaving my little 🦕 anon screen on @oopsiedaisiesbaby ‘s page.

I’m also anxiously posting this because there are so so many amazing clegan writers.

I am a thick!Bucky stan as well as a feral!Gale enthusiast.

7.6K of filth, love, and the Buckies

I will admit that 2 & 3 aren’t that long, but I think 1 & 4 makeup for that. at least I hope it does

Warnings: so so much smut. all the smut. negative body image talk.

borders by: @enchanthings

1.)

Gale looks up as he hears the grunt coming from the backyard, hands buried in dishwater but pulling up. Looking out of the small kitchen window, worried for a moment that he’s going to see John outside on the ground. But the sight that greets him, it makes his mouth suddenly fill with saliva. Bucky’s got his arms full with the table that the neighbors asked him to doctor up for them. His biceps are bulging slightly, the muscle there thick, and the veins under his skin pulsing.

Gale swallows thickly as he watches John set the table down, his white shirt rising up to show off the love handle that’s begun to form. Making Gale shift slightly where he’s standing, hands still dripping with soapy water. Heart beginning to pound in his chest, while arousal curls slowly in his lower belly. Another sound leaving John’s mouth and causing Buck to grab the dish towel and head outside.

“Hey Buck, thinking of putting a design in the top of, oof.” John grunts as Gale all but slams into his chest, taking the taller man down into the grass. Knowing their fences are high enough, and there’s more than enough space between houses for this to be safe. John’s hands quick to latch onto Gale’s narrow waist, while he scrambles up to sit on John’s lap. A deep rumbling moan comes out of the black haired man’s mouth as he feels Gale’s tongue lap up his throat. Tracing a bead of sweat that was working its way down his skin, his cock beginning to liven up between his thighs.

“Jesus Christ…what’s gotten into you doll?” Bucky murmurs as his eyes fight to stay open, feeling the way Gale’s hands are crawling up his sweat soaked shirt. Pushing it up as he goes before he’s grabbing at John’s chest, thumbs brushing over his dark pink nipples. Feeling them pebble up under the ministrations, another sound bubbling up the older man’s throat. Buck shifts in his lap again, pushing the shirt up more to tangle it over John’s wrists.

“Have no goddamn idea what you’re doin’ to me out here do you?” Gale mutters as he licks a strip down John’s bicep, holding his wrists in his long fingers. Continuing on his journey before he’s getting to the other man’s armpit, fingers moving to trail down as well. Breathing deeply and moaning at the scent that greets him, manly, a little citrusy from their deodorant, but utterly John. Bucky’s hips jumping up when he feels Gale lick a thick strip across the hair under his arm. Gale’s lengthy fingers traveling down to grip John’s ribcage now, pinning him there with his arms above his head, still wrapped in his shirt.

“Oh fuck…Gale.” John whimpers out when the man licks across to his pec, biting down and sucking at the ample flesh. Buck’s hands coming up to cup under his nipples, squeezing like he would with a woman. That thought alone making John’s cock twitch in his briefs, Gale treating him like a woman, something that had never crossed his mind before. But causing his head to tip back into the grass while his eyes close. Feeling as Gale moves and makes another mark, before he’s biting down on the pert nub and pulling slightly. Going across to the other side to make matching marks, the fingers on one hand going up to pinch and tug at his free nipple.

“Buck, don’t, don’t stop. Please.” The older pants loudly, jaw dropping down again as he feels Gale’s tongue drag along his sternum to the top of his belly. John tries to suck in slightly, embarrassment swirling through his thick skull for a minute. He knows he’s gained weight, knows it because his slacks are getting tight. Digging into his belly and hips now, a bit snug around his thighs. He lets out a yelp when Gale nips at his skin, lifting his head to look down and see the blond glaring at him. Before he’s licking across the spot he dug his teeth into, continuing on his journey down to suck more marks into his skin.

“G Gale, oh fuck…oh fuck.” John whispers as he feels his length give another kick, leaking steadily in his underwear. A wet patch having soaked through his pants now, Gale’s chin bumping across the very obvious bulge. When Buck sinks his teeth into the pudge over his hip, his vision whites out. Fingers scrambling to grab the grass above his head while he moans high pitched in his throat. Spurting wetly into his briefs, thighs tensing and shaking against Gale’s biceps where he’s laid himself to get at John’s skin better.

“Roll over…c’mon be a good boy.” Gale says, voice thick and rough now as he sits up between Bucky’s thighs. Buck undoing the other’s slacks and helping him roll over onto his belly, John whining just a little bit as his head feels like jello. Gale groaning long in his throat once he’s tugged John’s slacks and briefs down, showing off his butt. A little pale from not getting any sun, freckles dotting across it, dimples showing as he shifts his hips to help Gale tug them down. A whimper coming from his mouth as his soft cock rubs against the grass, before his hips are being hauled up slightly.

“B Buck, what are you…oh my god.” He groans out as his hips rock forward, not at all having expected Gale to spread his cheeks and dive in like it was his last meal. His tongue flattening against the other man’s hole and licking, John’s entire body tightening up. While Buck moans behind him, lapping up the sweat there, pressing close to him to get deeper. Knowing he’s being sloppy, something he usually has no taste for, but finding himself unable to care at the moment.

Feeling as John trails away from him slightly before Gale is locking his arm around his waist and moaning at the plush feel of John’s lower belly. Pulling him back into his face and nipping just slightly, getting a broken yell to come from the older man. His face buried in his forearm while he rocks back just a bit, length giving a feeble attempt at getting hard again. Toes curling in his work boots, more sweat beading in his hairline, before his jaw is dropping at the feel of Gale pushing in a slender finger.

“Buck, oh god. Please…don’t stop, oh fuck.” The blond hums from where he’s still pressing his tongue in, letting the drool slip. Coating his finger as he starts pushing it in harder, soon adding in a second. Knowing that John likes the burn, likes to feel the stretch, has drunkenly begged Gale to ‘fuck him without any prep’. And Gale is not an idiot, but he is a little impatient, his cock has been hard for ages. So if he rushes it just a bit, he doesn’t hear John complaining at all about it. Instead the man is trying to rock back onto his fingers for more, babbling incoherently about it.

“Please Buck, just please. I can take it, I’ll take it all. Please.” John is borderline sobbing as he pushes back and feels Gale’s fingers slide across his spot. Pleasure curling up his spine so intensely it almost makes him keel over, pushing his ass up farther in the air. He feels movement behind himself, too dazed to look back, but can tell Gale is reaching into his underwear. Groaning deep when he realizes that the younger man is scooping up any of his previous cum to coat himself with it.

“Been so good for me John…fuck.” Gale almost wheezes out as he pushes in, dropping spit down onto where he’s breeched the other man. Bucky’s body almost collapsing at the stretch, his jaw dropping open on a strangled noise. Fighting every instinct he has to shove back, muscles quivering with the want for it. Feeling Buck’s hands gripping at his butt tightly, pulling his cheeks apart and groping him roughly. Both of them moaning as Gale bottoms out, one hand curling around John’s hip to squeeze harshly. The other kneading his cheek, pulling and tugging at the skin, enjoying the give it has to it. Beginning to rock his hips into the older, the sound of their skin meeting getting louder the harder he goes.

“Yes…yes give it to me. Fuck give it to me please baby.” John almost hisses as his top half drops onto the grass more, angling his hips just enough for Buck to hit his prostate. The bigger man’s entire body jostling with Gale’s thrusts, dragging the length of his cock across the grass under him. He hears the smack before he feels it, his walls spasming and clamping down on Gale when the sting hits him. Feeling Buck wind back to smack his ass again, the blond’s eyes trained on the way John’s skin jiggles.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck. I’m gonna cum again.” Bucky gasps out as he pushes back into Gale, crying out when Buck screws into him harder. Feeling the blunt edges of the younger’s nails digging into the skin surrounding his hip bone, smacking his hand down again to grab a handful of his butt. John letting out a hoarse scream as he starts dribbling into the grass underneath him. Gale frantically pushing into him before he’s slamming into the older man one final time and stilling. Knocking John’s body down into the grass for the blond to follow, pinning him down while he pumps him full.

Both of them breathing heavily, Gale’s breaths hitting John’s sweat soaked shoulder. While John gasps for air against the grass, the blades poking into his cheek. Muscles quivering as Buck pulls out and rolls onto his back, laying next to John with an arm tossed over his eyes. The black haired man cracking one eye open to look at his husband, panting still as he lays there. Seeing the pink hue spread all over Gale’s chest, neck, and face while he tries to suck in deep lungfuls of air.

“I’m thinking chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner…maybe some gravy. I think we still have those rolls from Janice in town.” Buck states after they’ve both caught their breath, John still on his front in the grass. Gale turning his head to look at the older man, seeing him laying there with his eyes closed. Slacks and underwear still pulled down to mid thigh, making him realize that he himself has not pulled up his briefs.

“Whatever you say Buck…I’ll eat whatever you make.” Bucky responds after a moment of quiet, causing a smirk to form on the blond’s lips. Leaning over on an elbow to kiss the back of John’s head. Before he’s shifting to tuck himself away and do up his pants, reaching down to squeeze Bucky’s ass one more time. Causing a feeble groan to come from the older man, the muscle tensing under his touch.

“Of course you will…you’re my good boy.” John makes a sound at that, opening his eye to watch as Gale hauls himself up and heads for the house. Leaving John there in the grass, unable to piece together exactly what happened.

2.)

John isn’t sure how he got here, but he really isn’t one to complain when he has Gale desperately begging him for something. The black haired man has been known to fold faster than a card tower in the breeze when it comes to the younger. So when Gale has herded him into their bedroom again, begging for John to sit on his face. He truly can’t say no, especially when Gale looks like he could burst into tears. Which is how John has found himself perched over Buck’s face, gripping their headboard with one hand. Looking down between his thighs to watch as the blond sucks yet another mark into his skin.

“Christ doll.” John groans before his hips cant just slightly at the feel of Gale sucking his balls into his mouth. Laving his tongue over them, both of his hands cupping Bucky’s butt. Squeezing tightly and rocking the man against his face, moaning against his sensitive skin. John dropping a hand to curl into Gale’s hair and tug just a little, feeling more than hearing the resounding whine. His toes curling as Buck shifts his mouth up to lick across his cock, lifting his head a bit to wrap his lips around his tip.

“Fucking hell…that’s it.” The older sighs out as his head tips back, and his body sags a little at the pleasure. Gale moaning at the extra weight that settles onto his upper chest, hands greedily groping whatever part of John he can reach. Tweaking a nipple while sucking at his length, trying to guide Bucky into fucking his face like this. Feeling his own cock twitch, hole clenching from when he’d fingered himself earlier. John in the shower while Gale waited, part of him wanting the older to catch him. But the bigger part of him wanting it to be a surprise, just desperate to get John on him or in him, either way he just wanted John.

“Have I ever told you how fucking good you look with your mouth full? Prettiest fucking lips around, made for sucking my cock.” Bucky informs him, moaning again at the whine the blond lets loose. Before he’s pulling off of John and panting softly, licking and lapping at any skin he can reach. His hands trailing over the older man’s sides, squeezing his love handles up to his ribcage. Feeling the give there, no longer able to feel the bones that reside under his skin.

“Want you to fuck me, c’mon John. Please.” Gale says as he wiggles under the older man, John blinking his eyes a little hazy before he’s nodding a bit. Shifting so he can get off of Buck’s chest, reaching for the nightstand for their Vaseline. Grabbing the tin and going to crawl between the blond’s legs, hands squeezing up his thighs. Looking down he lets out a deep bone rattling groan, the sheen over Buck’s hole visible in the light coming through their window.

“You open yourself up for me doll? Get yourself nice and wet for me?” He asks flicking his eyes up to look at Buck again, seeing the neediness in his gaze. The rapid nod of his head sending his hair flying up, loose strands flopping back over his forehead. Before he’s leaning up to kiss him, Gale grabbing the Vaseline to uncap it. Scooping some out and wrapping his hand around John’s length. Squeezing as he strokes him, coating him in the thick lubricant before he’s trying to lead him to his hole.

“Gonna stick it in? That’s it, take what you want sweetheart.” John grunts as he sinks into Gale’s hole, both of them letting out desperate sounds. The blond’s slick hand coming up to latch onto John’s bicep, squeezing and feeling the muscle there. The older sinking in all of the way, stealing Buck’s breath straight from his lungs, unsure if he would ever get used to the stretch. The feeling sending shocks of pleasure down to his toes, it bordering being too much. Bucky pulls his hips back to rock forward again, getting both of them to groan. Gale’s long legs twisting up around his waist to pull his entire body closer. Wanting to feel John’s weight against him again, grunting quietly under him.

“Always so fuckin tight wrapped up around me doll.” Bucky gets out between clenched teeth, feeling the way Gale is tugging him down more. The blond letting out a pleased moan as the soft curve of John’s stomach rubs against his trapped cock. Pushing his tip down to rub between their bodies more, while the older moans at the tight squeeze. One arm propped above Buck’s body to push into him harder, using some of his weight.

“H harder, do it harder.” Gale groans as he tries to use his legs to pull John into himself more. One hand sliding off of his side to grip at his butt, squeezing the soft flesh to pull him deeper. Causing both of them to let out loud sounds, Bucky finally putting his full weight into his thrusts. Making Buck’s back arch off the bed a bit, ‘ah, ah, ah’s’ beginning to fall from his mouth as John slams into his sweet spot. His blunt nails digging crescents into John’s cheek, not pulling on him anymore, just simply holding on for the ride.

“This what you want? Wanna be a lil ragdoll?” John growls lowly as he snaps into Gale harder, sending the blond sliding up the sheets slightly. The headboard beginning to hit the wall, their dark eyes meeting now. Buck’s jaw dropped open, plump lower lip spit slick while he gasps out incoherent nonsense. Bucky smiling just a little as he keeps up his pace, his hand tightening its grip on the pillow under the younger’s head. Gale begins squirming under him as he feels his cock being rubbed between their bodies. Tip drooling down into the hair under his belly button while he spasms around John again.

“I’m gonna cum, fuck doll, so tight around me. That’s it, fuck, fuck.” John moans as his eyes fall shut and his hips begin stuttering, the blond arching just a bit again. Before Buck’s beginning to lock up, releasing in thick ropes between them both. Cumming so hard it nearly reaches his collar bones. Dull nails gripping onto John’s skin harder now, making the older cry out at the sting. Before he’s losing his rhythm entirely and tensing up, hips snapping and sinking in. Weight collapsing onto Gale’s chest more as he orgasms, grinding his waist forward at the sensation.

“I’m gonna crush you.” Bucky pants out as he tries to shift and pull out of the blond. His legs and arms curled around him like a spider, trying to take more of John’s weight. Gale’s ribcage rapidly rising and falling under him making Bucky feel slight concern. Not wanting to crush his husband at all, but also not wanting to pull away quite yet.

“Don’t care, just stay here.” Buck finally gets out, clenching his hole reflexively. Causing a pained moan to fall from the older’s lips, nose burying under Gale’s ear. Both of them able to feel as the Vaseline and John’s cum start to slip out around his softening cock. His arms shaking as they come to curl under Buck’s back, keeping some of his weight on his forearms. But letting the rest of it reside on top of Gale, a content sigh escaping the younger man’s mouth.

“Any dinner requests tonight?” Gale murmurs as he lays there, John chuckling softly into his collar bone. Shaking his head softly before pressing a kiss into the skin, shifting above him and groaning. Buck gripping him a little tighter with his hands, not wanting him to pull away yet.

“I’ll eat whatever you decide on Buck.” The blond hums softly and gently pats the older’s side, smiling a bit at the resounding laugh to echo through his body.

3.)

“Buck…Jesus Christ, I can’t.” John gasps out, trying to suck down air as he feels the blond shifting next to him again. The drag of Gale’s hard cock against his side would usually make his blood thrum. But after two orgasms, the black haired man felt wrung dry. His thigh muscles shaking a bit as he feels lips pressing against his shoulder. He can still feel Gale’s cum drying on his stomach and chest, the man having ridden him hard. The finger tip shaped bruises on his pecs throbbing slightly, bite marks in various stages of healing on his lower stomach.

“Just one more…you can do that for me can’t you John?” Gale murmurs next to his ear, grinding himself against the older’s butt. Bucky’s hole clenching reflexively, sore and stretched out from where Buck had pounded into him. His thighs were quaking from the stretch of Gale holding them on his shoulders. He’s pretty sure he’s got a bite mark by his ankle bone, the blond having sunk his teeth in when he came for the second time. It was currently leaking out of him, rubbing his thighs together slightly he takes a deep breath.

“Come here…yea, I can, I can help you.” The black haired man replies as he shifts onto his side, pulling and man handling Gale so he’s behind his bent thighs. Licking across his palm and spitting before he’s rubbing his hand between his thighs. Watching the way Buck’s eyes are trailing his every movement, pink cock straining against his lower stomach. Maybe John was just getting old, he couldn’t fathom being that hard again after just cumming not even ten minutes ago.

“Just like this…fuck me just like this Buck.” He says as he looks up at the blond, his eyebrows furrowing slightly before he’s moaning. Cock nestling between John’s thighs, the coarse hair there rubbing against his sensitive tip. His head tipping back, showing off his long neck while his fingers grip onto Bucky’s hip. Shifting his upper thigh just a bit to push in between a little better, groaning in his chest.

“Oh fuck John…fuck this feels so good.” Buck whimpers out as he moves his hips in slightly uncoordinated thrusts. His tip nestling under John’s balls, rubbing back and forth. Making heat swirl dangerously in Bucky’s lower abdomen, the man gripping the pillow under his head. Moaning brokenly at the overstimulation, sweet zings of pain sliding up his spine. Before he’s crying out at the feel of Gale’s fingers twisting one of his nipples. The younger man’s hips thrusting quicker now, chasing his orgasm with no finesse.

“Fuck Buck, fuck. Christ doll.” John pants as he looks at the blond again, watching the way his face contorts. Feeling his hand gripping and grabbing at his belly, pushing against the little bruises he’s sucked into the skin. Making Bucky’s cock twitch, listening as Gale moans openly. Louder than he thinks he’s ever heard him, rutting into the plush feel of Bucky’s thighs harder. His hand sliding down from his stomach to grab at John’s limp cock, his body twitching like a live wire.

“One more…said you could do it. Cum for me one more time…please John, please. I’m so close.” Gale begs him as he pushes into the tight squeeze quicker, rubbing his thumb against John’s tip. Listening as the broken whimpers and sobs fall from the older man, his muscles tensing and shaking. Tears beginning to drip down John’s face as he feels his balls tensing up towards his body more. His thighs squeezing together tighter, feeling as Buck’s body starts to tighten. A tell tale sign that he’s right on the edge, gripping onto John’s chest harder, his thrusts rocking the older’s body a bit.

“Oh fuck, Gale, fuck.” Bucky sobs out as he starts orgasming, entire body shaking while he cums completely dry. Cock twitching in the blond’s palm, John’s hand having to come down and disengage the other man’s grip. Buck’s orgasm slamming into him, entire body locking up with it as he spurts across John’s crotch. Spilling down onto his thighs, making the stuttering glides of Gale’s length a little smoother. Before he’s all but collapsing onto Bucky’s side, panting heavily.

“You tire yourself out yet?” John asks a few minutes later, both of them still slightly breathless. Cum in different drying stages along their bodies, Buck pressed up against John’s side now. The older laying on his back, arm tucked around the blond’s shoulders. While Gale has his nose buried in the other man’s armpit, his arm limply laying across his chest. Buck lets out a low chuckle, nodding a bit and kissing his side.

“I’m not complainin’…but Jesus Christ, warn a guy next time. I don’t think any of the chores are gettin finished today. Don’t think I can walk.” Buck smiles happily as he leans up on an elbow to look at his husband. Seeing the pink hue to his cheeks still, his hair floppy on his forehead from where he was sweating earlier. John bringing a hand to rub up Buck’s spine, rubbing his thumb between his shoulder blades gently. A bashful look crossing over Gale’s face before he’s being tugged down into a kiss.

“You just, looked good.” The blond offers with a little shrug, John laughing softly at that and shaking his head a bit. Bumping his nose against Buck’s gently, and making the blond man smile. Leaning in to kiss the older before they’re both snuggling down into the bed again. Knowing they need to shower, and most definitely open a window. The sheets would need to be washed and hung to dry. But like Bucky had said, the chores were going to have to wait. Neither man could trust their jelly like legs to complete anything aside from staying where they were at.

4.)

“The Buckies are here!” Someone calls as the pair walk into the old barn that’s being used for their little reunion. Everyone cheering when they see them both, John chuckling as they are getting swarmed for hugs. Buck chewing down on his toothpick, accepting the pats on the back. A coke being handed to him, while a beer bottle is being pushed into John’s hand. Brady tugging Buck into a conversation, while Benny is dealing Bucky in on their card game. Everyone seeming to fall into an easy rhythm, just like they used to together. Wives joining with food awhile later, more drinks being spread around.

“I swear all she does is make baked goods. Had to buy bigger slacks awhile ago.” Croz says shaking his head a bit and smiling as the guys all play their game. Benny smacking the back of John’s shoulder, almost making the man choke on his beer.

“You’ve got some meat on your bones now too Major. Fillin’ out your slacks.” DeMarco states, everyone at the table letting out laughs and agreements. Bucky feeling the little swirl of embarrassment fill his stomach, knowing they aren’t wrong. Buck was keeping him well fed, testing out new recipes that the ladies at the grocery store recommended. Always keeping their sweets dish filled with whatever he was craving that week. It was no secret that Gale had a sweet tooth, so the sugary treats being in the house wasn’t an issue. John had always been a more savory guy, but he would never turn down a chocolate chip cookie.

“Where’s everyone stayin tonight?” Ham asks towards the end of this hand. Nobody seeming to have noticed that Bucky had gone relatively quiet, sipping at his beer, making little comments here and there. Ever since the stallag it was normal for John to have his quieter moments. Buck had been scooped into another conversation by Alex, the pair of them discussing the school options they could both potentially go for. Gale having wanted to explore more of a mathematics degree, maybe be a teacher one day.

“The motel in town, only place with enough rooms.”

“Rooming a few of you boys, you better be polite to the wife and kids in the morning.” Douglass says shoving a couple of the boys staying at his home. Everyone laughing before they’re all stationing themselves to different chores. Not wanting to leave the barn a mess, the couple that had rented it to them for the two days were nice. None of them wanted to be disrespectful, making sure trash goes where it needs to. The chairs being scraped back into their places, the few tables being moved back around.

John finds himself staring in the mirror later that night, shirtless and still damp from his shower. Buck finishing up his own shower, talking in the deep soothing voice that John has become accustomed to. Bucky’s own fingers going to pinch and tug at his belly, frowning a bit before brushing across the love bites in his skin.

“That is a sight I will not get tired of.” Gale states once he’s opened the shower curtain, his eyes watching as John touches the marks on his lower belly. The black haired man turning his head slightly to look at the other, the frown gone from his face. Noticing that Buck is beginning to harden, his eyes trailing up his body appreciatively. Even as Bucky wants to curl into himself, hide the flab that he’s suddenly become too noticing of.

“You gonna do something about it Major?” John questions, hoping there isn’t a tremble to his voice as he watches Gale get out of the shower. A little smirk that reserved just for Bucky forming on his mouth, coming to stand behind his husband. Pressing a kiss to his neck, hands coming to drag down his chest, squeezing his pecs softly. Before continuing on their journey, grabbing at his hips to pull his plush bottom back into himself. Bucky’s eyes watching every movement he makes, feeling goosebumps forming on his skin. His cock twitching in interest, hips pushing back on instinct when he feels Buck’s semi pressing against him.

“I’d love to have you ride my face Major.” John feels his stomach twist, nodding anyways and letting the blond tug him out to their hotel bed. The one bed housing their bags while the other will be their’s for the night, watching as Buck climbs up and situates himself. Tapping his chest impatiently, something that John would usually chuckle at and roll his eyes. How Gale became such a hound for him, he wasn’t sure, but he wasn’t going to question it too much. Even if the voice in his head is telling him to lay off the food, that soon Buck won’t want him anymore.

“Okay?” Bucky asks once he’s climbed up and perched himself over Gale’s face, the younger humming happily as his large hands pull the other man down more. Using his long fingers to pull his cheeks apart, pushing his tongue up against his perineum. Humming softly at the taste that can only be described as ‘John’, something that always makes arousal curl low in his gut. Trying to tug the bigger man down more, huffing when John resists slightly.

“C’mon John…wanna taste you.” Buck states feeling him relent and push down a little more. Moaning at the feel of Gale flicking his tongue against his hole, the tight furl twitching in interest. While his cock begins to fill out more, one forearm going to rest on the top of the headboard. His knees holding most of his weight, even if he knows that Gale likes to feel it on his chest. The blond wrapping one hand around John’s length and squeezing, rubbing his thumb across and hearing the resounding groan. One of Bucky’s hands coming down to tangle in his damp hair, tugging in a way he knows that Gale likes. His hips rocking in the slightest at the dual sensations flowing through his body.

“Feels good doll…just like that.” John sighs out as he feels Buck push his tongue into him slightly. The younger’s hand squeezing him again, rubbing his thumb across the other’s tip in quick swipes. John sucks in his stomach slightly, head tipping to the side onto his shoulder as he groans again. Feeling Gale licking up and across his taint again to his balls, sucking them individually into his mouth. Making his toes curl next to the blond’s rib cage on the bed, knees digging in next to his head more.

Gale furrows his brows when he doesn’t feel the weight of his lover pushing down more. Knowing when he gets Bucky’s balls in his mouth it almost instantly makes him go boneless. Opening his eyes to look up, he sees the look of slight concentration on John’s face. Before he realizes the man is keeping his weight off of him, his stomach sucked in. Letting go of his balls he pulls his head back slightly, tapping the older’s thighs softly.

“Wha’s wrong? Am I hurting you?” John asks as he moves, bottom lip catching between his teeth as he shuffles down so he’s hovering over Buck’s lower stomach. Gale wiggling slightly to sit up better, inclining himself on his elbows to look at the older man. Watching as his eyes dart from looking at Gale to staring off at the wall, plush lower lip pulled between his teeth.

“We don’t have to do this tonight, especially if you don’t want to John. You’re not going to hurt my feelings at all.” Gale tells him, trying to catch John’s eye, not expecting to see the wet sheen covering them. Before his lower lip is wobbling, sparkling tears slowly trickling down his cheeks. Panic flaring in the blond’s chest as he shifts again and sits up fully, pulling the older into his chest. Knowing that John likes physical touch when he’s having big emotions, likes feeling Gale’s hands specifically on him. He pets a hand over Bucky’s head, smoothing down his hair while holding him close.

“J just wanna make you happy Buck…we can keep going. I’m alright.” John borderline whimpers out, making the blond shake his head quickly. Holding the older man closer, squeezing his shoulders with one arm. The other around his waist to keep him pressed as tightly to his own body as he can. Not sure what’s going on with his boy but knowing he can’t ignore this. Even if John liked to try to ignore his emotions, Gale could never, they would spill out of the big man eventually.

“We’re not doin anything if you’re not going to be happy too John. You make me incredibly happy, I don’t know where you would ever get an idea that I’m not.” Buck murmurs as he kisses the other’s temple, wondering why on earth his big dumb boy would think otherwise. Feeling the shuddery breath that the older pulls in, his nose pressed against Gale’s throat. Body tucked in close to the blond’s, all 6’2 of him folded and curled up like a child almost. Gale rubs his hand up the other’s spine, letting him work through it in his head for a minute.

“Some of the guys were saying I fill out my slacks now…I’ve got meat on my bones. And they aren’t wrong…I have gotten chubby since we came home. Just not as active as I was over there…I can do better. I can be better, I’ll lose the weight again.” John murmurs in Buck’s collar bone, not seeing the almost murderous look that crosses the blond’s expression. His arms curling around his lover tighter, frowning and shaking his head as Bucky’s words register. His fingers digging into the pudge that clings to John’s ribs now, pulling him even closer to himself. Not caring that the man out weighs him, needing to feel his naked skin pressed against his own.

“John…you listen to me and you listen good. I love this version of you, I’ve seen you as skin and bone. That is not the John that I want, I do not want to feel your hip bones slamming into me when we’re making love. I don’t want to be able to count your ribs when we’re laying next to each other. I don’t want to be able to see the vertebra of your spine when you’re outside working. I like being able to grab handfuls of you, I like seeing you eat the food I make you. I like taking care of you…I love you.” Gale states in an even tone, feeling the older man’s quick in take of air. His own arms keeping him curled close, digging his finger tips into his love handles to keep him firmly planted in his lap. Even as John tries to push back to look at the other man’s face, not missing how Gale has gone half hard again. His butt rubbing against the younger man’s cock just slightly, before he’s giving up the fight and letting Buck keep him where he wants.

“I love feeling your full body weight against me…I’ve never cum so hard before. With you pressing me down into the bed, fuck you don’t understand how much it drives me crazy. Your stomach rubbing right up against me, god it feels incredible. Don’t even get me started on when your butt bounces back against me. Have to make sure I don’t blow right then and there, and your…your tits John. Jesus Christ I want to bury my face in them all day long.” Bucky’s cheeks flare a burning red color, up to the tips of his ears and down to his collar bones. Never having heard Buck wax poetic about his body before, his insides curling with want suddenly. Feeling Gale’s hands sliding over his sides, squeezing where he’s talking about. Pausing on his waist, before trailing down to grip true handfuls of his ass. Keeping a grip on one cheek before he goes up to grope at one of Bucky’s pecs. The blond nudging his forehead with his chin so that Bucky will look up, his eyes still holding a shine to them.

“I love you John…and nothing will change that. So please, don’t even think about losing weight again or eating less. Because this John Egan, this is the John Egan that I want sitting right on top of me. If you’re going to lose weight or do any of that, do it for yourself. Not because you think it’ll make me happy. Because this version of you, is what makes me happy.” Gale finishes before he’s leaning in and kissing the older man, hefting them both over so he’s kneeling between John’s thighs. Running both hands over the outsides to squeeze, their hard lengths pushing together and rubbing against Bucky’s belly. Moans coming up both of their throats, while John’s hands slide down his lover’s shoulders and back. Getting to his butt, squeezing softly to pull him in closer while he lifts his hips up. Both of them grinding against the other for another minute before they’re separating.

“Buck…can you fuck me into the mattress?” Bucky pants out while bringing a hand up to card through the blond’s hair. Tugging with just enough force that it creates that pleasurable sting Gale craves. The blond busy working a love mark into Bucky’s pec, grinding their hips together still against the gentle curve of his belly.

“Only if you ask me nicely.” The younger teases with a little smirk, sitting up slightly to grip his husband’s chest. Squeezing the flesh and rolling his dusky pink nipples between his thumb and forefinger. John whining softly under him, pushing his hips up in a needy manner. Slick cocks dragging together making both of them let out loud sounds. Before Gale is moving a hand down to push his length between Bucky’s cheeks, angling it just right. Letting his tip catch on the older man’s rim just a bit, John letting out a desperate whimper.

“Please Gale, fuck me into the bed. Want it hard, wanna feel you for days. Please.” John begs, trying to push up into the other man, hole clenching slightly. Feeling the way Buck is already leaking, rubbing the pearls of precum dripping from him onto the older man’s hole. Bucky whimpers softly as he spreads his legs more, feeling Gale’s hands slide down to squeeze the supple flesh of his inner thighs. Thumbs pushing into healing hickies, while he grinds against him still. John’s eyes widening as Gale’s biceps bulge slightly when he pulls the older man into his lap more. Knees tucking under Bucky’s ass to keep him propped up while he leans over to the nightstand. Grabbing the jar of Vaseline tossed there earlier, an impromptu dicking down having Gale face first in the bed.

“Look so pretty splayed out like this for me, love seeing all of this skin.” Buck states as he drags a hand up to grip at John’s hip, squeezing his fingers into the plushness of it. Using the other hand to pry open the tin, dipping his fingers in before bringing them down to circle John’s hole. Hearing the little intake of air the older man pulls in, his blue eyes dark as he watches the blond’s face. Hanging onto every word from the younger man like they are a life raft, his cock giving another kick against his stomach. Whining when Buck pushes his finger in to the knuckle, walls spasming around the intrusion.

“Love how I can grab your chest like this…can hold them and use them when I ride you. Fuck you look so good under me, love watching the way you ripple.” Gale tells him as he crooks his finger, watching in satisfaction as John’s hips shoot up off the bed. His jaw dropping down as his head digs back into the pillow under his head. Thighs tensing where they’re splayed out around Buck’s narrow hips, threatening to close. Making the blond move on instinct, smacking his hand down roughly against the black haired man’s inner thigh. A shout leaving Bucky’s mouth at the impact, cock drooling precum onto his skin while he moans again. Buck sliding in another finger, scissoring them open to stretch the other man out.

“Want you inside of me, c’mon I’m ready, please Buck.” John moans out as he tries to wiggle his hips again, walls clamping down when Gale shoves his finger tips into his sweet spot. A long drawn out moan falling from his mouth, length giving a dangerous jerk against his stomach again. Precum starting to streak down the underside of his pudge, Gale’s eyes watching it go. Before he’s leaning down to lap up the wet marks, sucking at John’s tip for a second just to hear the whimper come from his boy’s lips. Sitting up on his knees better to slick himself up, fingers pulling from Bucky’s entrance.

“Maybe I should roll you over…watch your ass bounce. Or maybe you should ride me…fuck love when you do that. Get to watch your cock bouncing on me.” Buck rambles as he lines himself up, pushing forward and sinking in. Feeling the slight resistance before John is relaxing and letting him in all of the way. Gale’s hips flush with the backs of John’s thick thighs, his hands sliding down to pull them up over his shoulders. Bending the older man in half just like Bucky’s done to him many times, his thumbs digging into the dips behind John’s knees. The black haired man whimpering with tears in his eyes, so full he can barely breathe. Buck pulls his hips back just to send them forward again, pushing some of his own weight into John. Watching the older’s pretty cock bounce against his lower stomach, dripping precum down onto his skin.

“Fuck John, you don’t even know how fucking good you look do you? Makin’ heads turn wherever we go, makes me wanna fuck you right up against the nearest surface sometimes. Love how fucking thick you are.” The blond tells him, snapping into him hard but slow. Bending down just a little more to fold John into a deeper curve, angling his hips just right. His next thrust sending John into a fit, hips trying to push up for more stimulation. Hands grabbing for the backs of Gale’s biceps, squeezing roughly while he openly sobs at the pleasure. Buck smirking a bit to himself, knowing exactly what will take his big dumb boy apart. Wanting to watch John cum untouched, watch him streak his own belly, watch the drops of it roll down the curve of his sides.

“Gale! Buck! Fuck, don’t stop! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum. Fuck!” John cries as his walls spasm again, grabbing for the sheets and tugging them hard. Gale momentarily worrying that he’s going to rip holes in them, before he’s focusing back on Bucky. Looking down between them to watch the ruddy tip of John’s cock drip, knowing how close the older man is. Soft wails falling from John’s mouth as he starts to tense up. A few more thrusts and he’s spurting across his stomach, up to his nipples, some of it getting on Gale’s lower stomach.

“Oh fuck sweetheart, that’s it. Squeezing around me so tight, goddammit.” Buck groans before he’s letting the older’s thighs drop down and he’s pulling out. Jerking himself quickly to cum across John’s stomach too, his head falling back while he moans high in his throat. Bucky watching with an open jaw, whimpering quietly with tears in his eyes. Enraptured with the pure pleasure across his angelic features, one of his large hands falling down to grip onto John’s stomach. Squeezing with his aftershocks, hips jerking in little increments as he rides out his high. Before he’s leaning down and cupping John’s chin, hand messy with their mixed releases.

“Don’t you ever think for a second that I want a different version of you. I love you, I want you…don’t you ever forget that. Got it Major?” John nods a bit, lips pushed out in a little fishy pout. Making Gale smile as he leans down to kiss him, biting at his bottom lip and collapse into the older man’s chest.

“I love you too Buck.” Bucky murmurs, Gale humming softly and kissing at a bruise he’s sucked into his pec. John smiling as he pets his hand down the younger man’s head and spine. Holding him close as they bask in their afterglow.

#buck x bucky #clegan #john bucky egan #gale buck cleven #John Egan x Gale Cleven #Clegan smut #thick!Bucky supremacy #justice for Callum’s mota bod

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qinluna · 4 months ago

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I really like this theory! Because I was thinking the same during the last few chapters when we finally get a glimpse of Sylus and MCs memories. This is the link - https://x.com/millecreupe/status/1813809147508613476?t=2YsqG032kliHKY18Z4QKZg&s=19

The way I'm so dedicated to this cause that I ended up making a Twitter account just to view this.

Let me preface that I am a bit freaked out right now because everything OP wrote about in this thread is pretty much accurately aligned with every specific detail I've predicted/theorized about Sylus and his purpose of changing fate/breaking cycles/etc. I've delayed making any posts about lore because I genuinely don't want to go back into the story chapters to take screenshots and shit, it's very tedious to me LOL 😭😭😭😭😭 I promise I remember what I can, even if it's not miniscule details, I just take away the important things!

(Side note: I've previously predicted/prophesized things before that have come true & I'm a little spooked by it. I don't like to put things out there unless I'm super passionate about a subject LMFAO)

[Warning: VERY LONG info dump/theory post ahead!]

Often when it comes to unveiling or creating monsters, there is always a price to pay. That's the common formula for any story involving someone who has an alternate form or is on the verge of becoming something non-human. It takes a special kind of trigger - often, it's intense emotional states - to unleash a creature or be granted a uniquely regal power. (ex. Eren from AoT, Nero in DMC5, Ignis in Final Fantasy 15)

I'm going to follow the evidence listed in OP's thread for my references + additional responses to the thread that are relevant, which I will link here for easy clickback! (Thank you so much again anon!)

I want to dive into one of the examples I listed first before I proceed. (Light spoilers ahead, and iffy details since it's been so long since I played the game.) While Ignis doesn't have an alternate form whatsoever, there's a DLC in FF15 where you have the opportunity to play as him during the climatic event of main story. Essentially, this would involve Ignis changing the planned fate of the protagonist where he would end up sacrificing himself in the very end to save his world and his people. Ignis pretty much defies that fate, going against godly forces and sacrificing a part of himself that ends up changing the canon ending. In short: Ignis saves the protagonist, everybody else, and everything's great. Yay!

I'm a broken record at this point by saying Sylus' involvement is going to defy fate and interrupt the timelines. TLDR; He's going to ultimately save MC from her curse and break the cycles, no matter the cost.

First, let's discuss Sylus' Evol (power). Energy manipulation can mean a lot of things, though as far as the story has shown us, this means he can bend anything/anyone at will through energetic binds. Also, he can know someone's deepest desires, which is activated when his right eye glows.

At a certain point in Chapter 9 (or 2.1), Sylus mentions something about the MC's Evol being weaker/not as strong as before. While we know Energy Resonance is the MC's power, there seems to be something more at play when it comes to it. It's a likely possibility that the MC herself is more powerful beyond resonating with others, perhaps to the point of causing re/destruction.

I like what OP says in part 3 of the thread: "I assumed MC didn't kill him but instead resonated with Sylus, making his self healing ability double in power, AND at the same time directly **pouring the energy of her aether core into the core the he would be implanted, forcibly reshaping a "heart" in his body."

[Previous quote was in alignment to: "Sylus turned into a wanderer. And if mc died and didn't kill him there, he might completely turn into a wanderer..."]

It's hard to deter me from the belief that in the flashback we saw towards the end of 9.2 that Sylus was literally in a Wanderer form. The arm that moves and reaches out to MC is a lot bigger than her own and when looked at closer, you can make out a textured hand with claws. You can see his palm held out faced upwards, and a weapon floating(?) just atop the center of it.

[10/25 UPDATE: The last time I touched this post was back in July, LMAO. This has been sitting in my drafts for months, but now with the Sylus Translation Project, I'm happy to add it to this mini dissertation.]

Here are some points from the Reddit post that struck my interest the most:

[Changed Facts] Changes how Sylus's powers work: specifically, there are invisible shackles inside of his body that prevent him from absorbing even more power. There is not a tether that prevents him from "tapping into" more power. This is a fundamental power difference and has created a complete misunderstanding about how his powers truly work amongst English-only speakers in the global community.

[Missing Fact] Sylus's Aether Core works by him invading and taking over consciousness; he does not merely perform basic mind control, it's actually far more insidious and terrifying.

[Power Nerf] Sylus's powers are actually described as "all-powerful and all-encompassing" but this was somehow reduced into merely blocking exits.

I encourage you to read the entire post in full, for it shifts so much about Sylus' character. Though for me personally, it only justifies all my speculations and conclusions about his character even beyond mistranslation. I will repeat myself over and over and OVER again: Sylus is beyond powerful, way more than we even know and I'm honestly just waiting for Infold to do something to show this grand transformation or show of power.

With these fixed translation points, it makes sense why he's so desperate to resonate with MC. A few comments on the Reddit post have the same speculation I did that it's possible him and MC have the same Aether Cores in their bodies. [OP responded to a comment with: "MC hears things like "Devour," "He's yours," "It belongs to you," I almost wonder if it's actually because they share two halves of a single Aether Core…"] [[THIS I AGREE WITH HEAVILY.]] If this is the case, I don't doubt that Sylus knows this, but he would rather MC find this out on her own due to some morale of integrity, building her inner strength, etc.

TLDR; Her resonating with him would unleash those shackles. I also don't think it's amiss that MC also has some kind of shackles, but that's just me thinking of other possible scenarios. Everything is so vague with this story because we've only been fed so much tidbits.

But one thing's for sure... I really, really think these two are the true fated pair, to a certain degree. And why it's difficult for them to resonate is due to the fact that they both wield a power that can shift the world, the universe... everything altogether.

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vinelark · 7 months ago

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That entire Reddit post is just the Batman family members arguing amongst themselves on their different secret Reddit accounts! There is not a single authentic Gotham civilian anywhere on that post. Don’t think I don’t see you, HC 1942! They all think they’re doing Tim, a solid by commenting, but they are all at cross purposes with one another. Incredible work, no notes. Be the disinformation you want to see in the world.

LOL the mods would end up locking the post within an hour. it would be a bloodbath. meanwhile babs would be like "why does tim have both a hate club and a fan club all of a sudden" and she'd trace all the ip addresses and then just look into the camera like on the office.

#i thought about actually making everyone a cameo but it got out of hand #however in my mind if you keep scrolling through the comments you will eventually run into:#- cassie sandsmark's burner account telling people to stop being weird #- comments supporting team superdrake upvoted by bart allen #- duke thomas commenting like seriously? mr. freeze just turned kane bridge into a sno-globe again and this is the top post in r/gotham?#please feel free to fill in any other cameos to your heart's content #asks #my fic

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i-heart-hxh · 1 year ago

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Hi again! I've had this thought in terms of hxh meta that I personally have not seen discussed, so I'm gonna dump it here for you! There's an underlying theme I've noticed of characters throughout the series being one that lost their other halves. Like, most obvious, Leorio and Kurapika lost their childhood best friends. Melody lost her friend to the devil's music. We see Nobunaga lose Uvogin, and so on. So Killua saving Gon instead of letting him die after CAA seems to be a "breaking the cycle" so to speak, although I'm not sure what that would even mean! Nothing much to say besides those details I've noticed, but I wanted to know if you had thoughts? Or perhaps it's just an interesting background detail that is up in the air in terms of being significant?

Hello, thank you so much for sending an ask again! I've put some thought into this topic as well, so I'm happy you brought this up! How I'm answering this is both somewhat abstract and far-reaching in the series so it's a little difficult to summarize and express simply, but I hope you and others might get some meaning out of it!

I strongly believe that one of HxH's great overarching themes is the transformational power of love and how it grants people second chances in life. In this post I'm referring to love in a broader sense, not just romantic love, as of course many different types of love are portrayed and have deep importance in HxH. We see the theme of transformative love in so many different relationships and instances that it's difficult to even summarize them--a few examples are Gon and Killua, Meruem and Komugi, Meruem and his Royal Guard, Ging and Kite, Killua and Ikalgo, even in less major character pairs like Ging and Razor (Razor: "Ging taught me it took only one person, one person in the entire world who will trust you, to save you.") and Kite and Koala, but that's only scraping the surface. I reblogged a previous wonderful meta that pointed out the domino effect of Killua's act of kindness towards Ikalgo, which ended up changing the ultimate trajectory of humanity's war against the Chimera Ants. This is a great example of this theme in action!

But of course, while meeting and loving someone can transform that person's whole life, so also can losing someone significant. It can set someone on a completely different life track than they would have been on had they not lost them--Kurapika, Leorio, Senritsu, the Phantom Troupe (especially with their flashback in recent chapters), Gon and Kite, Kacho and Fugetsu (though this hasn't played out all the way yet) come to mind, but there are many more throughout the series as well. Not all of the losses that fit into this are someone losing their other half/most important person, but there's a solid enough percentage that it certainly seems to be a trend Togashi is establishing and exploring.

It's difficult to explore one of these themes in depth and with honesty without the other--love happens, loss of loved ones happens, both are deeply transformative, and both can ultimately be placed under the broader umbrella of the transformative power of love. After all, if losing a person causes someone's entire life path to change, chances are they loved them a great deal and the force behind the change that occurs in their life is the love and grief they still feel after the loss.

HxH has many tragic elements and Togashi certainly doesn't shy away from the heart-wrenching and long-lasting results of loss, but I think it's fair to say from the 400 chapters we have so far that HxH's themes are not ultimately tragic and hopeless on this topic by any means. In HxH:

Death is not always insurmountable, i.e., Kite, the Chimera Ants in general

The life path one ends up on after a major loss need not be a tragic one, i.e. Leorio deciding to be a doctor and help children in poverty as a result of losing his friend

Death in itself can be an act of love, i.e. Meruem and Komugi, Netero and humanity

Even if one ends up on a dark path as a result of loss, that doesn't mean they can't be saved by someone else's love for them, i.e., Gon and Killua, this could also end up being the trajectory for Kurapika and Leorio potentially?

With Gon and Killua, their whole relationship is based on them transforming each other and giving each other second chances:

Gon saving Killua simply by not judging him, befriending him, and showing him another life path

Gon retrieving Killua from the Zoldyck family when Killua's resolve broke down because of Illumi

Killua pulling the needle of out of his head out of sheer love for and desire to protect Gon

And of course Killua not allowing Gon to die, simultaneously saving him and transforming Alluka's life.

(And Killua's ability to save and help Alluka is of course, a direct result of the kindness Gon extended to Killua and the love Killua has for Gon.)

There's no way to know for certain what will happen in their future, but I definitely think their relationship has one more transformation in it at least, in the form of a reunion and reconciliation.

So, in summary, I think these themes of someone losing a person who was their other half and how one continues to live after that are another way of exploring the broader theme of what it means to love someone and be transformed by meeting them, which I see as a primary theme of HxH. I also think some of these relationships are intended to be comparisons to or foils of Gon and Killua's relationship in a sense (especially Kurapika and Pairo and Kacho and Fugetsu, but others as well), expanding on the themes of their relationship and how a love that deep affects people, both in beautiful and in deeply painful ways.

#hxh #hunter x hunter #meta #gon #killua #killugon #gonkillu #kurapika #leorio #my posts #asks #snowlemons #it's hard to figure out what characters to tag haha #definitely not tagging all the ones I referenced in this post #I feel like this could be stated in a clearer and more eloquent way but I hope it makes sense!#if anyone has something to add on please feel free!#HxH is filled to the brim with examples of these and I'm certain I didn't include a bunch of important ones

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bluerose5 · 1 year ago

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Anyone got any prompts for some Zevran/Astarion? Might be open to doing something, maybe a fic, a drabble, or some banter. Open to requests being sfw or not. Either or. 👀

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serosanguine · 1 year ago

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important HC to my portrayal:

childe experiences an undiagnosed dissociative disorder.

the three names he has are ones he ties to his three main ‘identities’ in his system. his three ‘identities’ are distinct in memory, and they experience memory gaps when they switch. childe is not aware of the other two, but they are aware of him. more under the cut.

childe : the host, dominant personality that’s most frequently in control. if you are speaking, 9/10 times it’s this one. the friendly, ‘people person’ one. childe as he usually is in the game, not much else to say.

tartaglia : a more protector archetype, but not strictly that. most often comes out during times he’s using his delusion for too long or bringing out foul legacy transformation, in an attempt to ‘protect’ the others from the extreme stress this puts on their body and mind. less upbeat than childe, but mostly the same in demeanor. i fully interpret his actions during the fontaine trial to be tartaglia rather than childe.

ajax : the ‘trauma holder’. in their mind, he’s more similar to teucer, as he’s tied to the identity they had before the trauma in the abyss happened. slightly younger than the other two, more of a childlike personality. almost never comes to the front unless his family are around.

#( if anyone has concerns PLEASE feel free to message me about this )#( im like. when ur trying to balance wanting to write marginalizations vs knowing u almost exclusively write Bad People at this point )#( i have been writing him like this for awhile and its very core to my portrayal. and i do my best to be respectful about it! )#( this has been sitting in my drafts for so mnay years its in old post format. help )#filled with fury and starry eyed // muse; childe

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had a very weird dream the place I worked was in the marine exploration industry and I was presenting a review of a deep sea probe we were retiring and then woke up extremely abruptly bc my body started digging my uterus out with a million tiny blunt spoons YOWIEEEEOWWW

#fuckinghellllll this pain is smth else entirely. trying to be normal abt it bc its 2am and im so tired please let me go back to sleep #filled a hot water bottle so now we wait for that to do its thing and ill take some ibuprofen #ohhhhh just realised i only have 3 ibuprofen capsules left. and a full day of work in 6 hours... chuckles. im in danger ahahaa #fuck me okay ill get up half an hour earlier and go to tesco before i get my bus i think it opens 7am so should just be able to make it #i take it back abt that organ post can i get my reproductive system removed 🥹🥹🥹🥹#it has no right being this bad im not in FUCKING labour GET A GRIP!!!!!#grabbing my tubes and shaking them and shaking them and yanking them out #swear i had more ibuprofen than this where the fuck is it.#so annoying the premier near my work doesnt open until 8:15 bc thats exactly when my shift starts 🙃🙃🙃🙃#wait maybe theres a tesco nearby nvm nah just google mapsed and its barren around there #so i have to go before i get my bus. okay okay thats fine. setting my alarm for 6am. its that or killing myself #it has been. half an hour now is it going to lessen!!!!!!#JUST FOUND ANOTHER PACK IN MY BAG BUT ITS EMPTY THIS IS SO CRUEL......#okay. sorry this is so disjointed im clawjnf at the walls and then i come bacm and type another tag and then i claw some more #im gonna refill my hot water bottle and please let me sleep please i cant do work on so little and also in so much pain #jesus ill see how i feel when i wake up again maybe i should call in sick #so devastating i cant take codeine on these meds bc that was the only thing that helped :-( i need to ask if there are alternatives #or maybe i should go med free while im on my period so i can take it. but idk how long it has to be out of my system to be safe #and i dont want withdrawal ughhhhhh #hate usinf a hot water bottle during the summer its too warm for this. miserable. wait i should dm my flatmate if she can spare a little #ik n she might need it to take on holiday but just enohgh for today would be so good wah #and then i dont have to leave.so super early #okay ill do that then putting phone down so i can try sleeping even with pain pleaseplease #goodnight :-(#.diaries

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scentedpeachlandcreator · 4 months ago

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how i manifested my dream life with extremely hard circumstances + how you can too ♡

Note: this is not my post and it's blushydior's post that everyone been searching for, so i thought why not making it as a post,and blushy if you see this, please don't kill me i know you said that you'll change your post but you disappeared After that.

♡ table of contents:

1. the importance of making this post

2.my take on manifestation + the 3D

3. HOW I DID IT - my journey in 4 phases i went through that include my mindset changes up to the moment i got my desires

4. your new rules & routine from this moment on

5. a note from me!

6. frequently asked questions: separated into topics regarding the 3D, self concept + miscellaneous questions to have you leaving this post stress free.

now let’s get into it. read every bit of this post “ ~ ୨୧ ♡ ·

I. THE IMPORTANCE OF MAKING THIS POST

i’ve been through it all. you can read my experiences from old life in the “my life before” section of my success story + here, here, here and here. this is my success story on how the law of assumption has changed my life. as you can see from the “how” section of the post, i had purposely left it short, sweet and simple to avoid people complicating the simplicity of the law of assumption. but as time went on, anons and other blogs made me realize that since people do tend to over-complicate the law, the need i felt to make an in-depth post on how i personally manifested through my hard circumstances grew strong.

my blog often highlights topics that pertain to mental health, so i want to make sure those who find themselves in the same situations as i once were feel seen, heard and loved. you are all so powerful, amazing and hold so much potential more than you know. with this post, i hope i am able to help you realize that fact to the best of my abilities.

𝐈𝐈. MY TAKE ON MANIFESTATION + THE 3D

something that you’ll see me say all the time is: “life is a blank canvas.” that’s because it truly is.

remember that you are working with the law of assumption. what you assume to be true, is true. nothing is set in stone unless you say it is. things have meaning only if you assign it one.

you are the sole creator of your life. you are the artist that controls the brush/pen, you control what goes on and off of this very malleable canvas we call life. you don’t have to do anything. therefore,

you don’t have to: affirm 24/7, be specific, word your affirmations correctly, listen to subliminals, ignore the 3D, be positive all the time, meditate, have high vibrations, script, visualize, do sats or lullaby, go into the void, affirm in the present tense, avoid the mirror, etc.

you can literally say a random word like “bonk” and if saying it means you have all your desires or money is constantly filling your bank account, then that’s what will happen!

“but what if my subconscious doesn’t know what it means?” your subconscious mind is literally you. it’s not some stranger separate from you. if you want a scene to play out a certain way on a specific date or a romantic partner with all the most perfect qualities even if you can’t name it all at the top of your head, your subconscious has your back with the details! you have your own back. don’t worry.

YOU DON’T HAVE TO IGNORE THE 3D.

read that again and again and again and again and-if your circumstances are quite literally in your face, how can you turn the other way and ignore it? you could if you wanted but you’ll only be doing more harm and we don’t want that, right?

“so then what do i do?” you KNOW it’s going to change. it’s challenging when you don’t fully believe the law to know it’s going to change, so for a start, tell yourself that this is not the end. why? because the moment you had a desire and claimed it as yours, it has already been set stone in the 4D so the 3D has no choice but to reflect it. this is your movie, you KNOW this is not the end. you are director and star of this movie! you control how it’s going to play out.

𝐈𝐈𝐈. HOW I DID IT - The 4 Phases (more so, 3)

PHASE 1:

i found out about manifestation from tiktok. from there i have tried scripting, law of attraction and had taken a liking into the craft. i tried it all until i found out about the law of assumption, sammy ingram and finally, tumblr.

PHASE 2:

upon finding out about loassumption tumblr, i had learned more and more about the law but as time went on, i had realized i had never really fully tried to apply the law. the idea just didn’t come about to apply it. as many others, i had overconsumed information, always wondering if i was doing it right, questioning the 3D,

so i took a break. upon discharge, i realized many things and decided to spend an extended amount of time alone, away from social media. i’m someone who values alone time as long as if it’s spent wisely.

during this time away from tumblr and sns platforms in general, constantly surrounded by other people’s takes, information, and opinions, i had learned so much about the law of assumption on my own! i went into the law of assumption with a fresh mind, actually applying the knowledge and overtime of affirming and persisting, i ACTUALLY understood the meaning behind “creation is finished. it is done.”

i’m advising you to step away from social media (that on it’s own has negative impacts) and be alone with your thoughts. i know your thoughts haven’t had it’s time to be alone because you’re most likely constantly seeking information to help you. and i don’t blame you. it’s just that, you are always bombarded by thoughts that aren’t your own, you barely give some time to yourself to think for yourself!

and if you can’t help but be on tumblr for other reasons than loassumption, unfollow blogs for the time being, scroll past informational posts to avoid second guessing your application. tell yourself that

YOU ARE DOING EVERYTHING RIGHT!

PHASE 3:

when it was time to apply the law, i simplified it. you choose what you desire, you affirm from your desire and persist. okay! got it. so that’s what i did. i affirmed whenever i thought about my desire, i kept saying that it is done! so in phase 2, i mentioned how i realized how creation was ACTUALLY done, right? before deciding to apply the law, i kept seeing posts saying that but i didn’t really fully understand it until the realization hit me during my time away from social media. (see? i love alone time. solitude is my bff) — here’s my breakdown for you:

once you decide a desire is yours to claim, THE SECOND you affirm that, in your head, imagination, your 4D, it is ALREADY yours. therefore, it has no choice to become physical reality. (this is why your subconscious only needs to hear things once in order for it to conform!)

it will always be yours for as long as you sustain that assumption (persist), it is yours! no matter what.

this is the meaning of “it is done.” it’s like telling a chef what dish you want, once they know what you want, they’ve got you covered. except that this chef is you. you know the details of your desire, you declare it’s going to conform instantly so why are you worrying? there is no need to worry.

informational post on the 4D + 3D here:

❝ If you judge after appearances, you will continue to be enslaved by the evidence of your senses. To break this hypnotic spell of the senses you are told, "Go within and shut the door,” The door of the senses must be tightly shut before your new claim can be honored .Instead of fighting against the evidence of the senses you claim yourself to be that which you desire to be. As your attention is placed on this claim, the doors of the senses automatically close against your former master (that which you were conscious of being). As you become lost in the feeling of being (that which you are now claiming to be true of yourself) the doors of the senses once more open, revealing your world to be the perfect expression of that which you are conscious of being. ❞

i kept time away from social media and being persistent really helped me be aware of my thoughts.

persistence has helped me:

be aware of thoughts that i wouldn’t have been able to catch before. for example, i was declaring that i have all of my desires and creation was done, but i found myself affirming “okay but where is it?” — this made me realize i was questioning my desires in my 3D even though i knew it was done in the 4D. (you don’t have to do this, you can imply your 3D conforms fast with whatever affs)

flip and interrupt my intrusive thoughts faster and faster the more i persisted. i hated my intrusive thoughts so much. like it was so annoying and hurtful. it was filled with replaying past scenarios that happened to me, things i wished had played out differently, just people who absolutely did not deserve the right to be occupying my mind and space! so i was grateful to learn that with persistence, i started to have less and less of those.

(see!! mental diet, persistence!! <3 this is how habits form and strengthen duhh. remember not to abandon common sense for the law)

AND THEN, PHASE 4:

i had entered sabbath, the state of the wish fulfilled, calm and relaxation that my desire has already manifested and there wasn’t nothing left for me to do other than persist. after so much persisting and saturating my mind with my affirmations, i reached being peace with my desires. i’m really glad i persisted. see how after persistence of assumptions, though false, will harden into fact? see how even your affirmations would feel “fake” at first but will soon feel natural to you? this means that i wasn’t questioning where it was, how long it was taking, etc. but this doesn’t mean i was ignoring my 3D. i saw it all but i knew it was going to change BECAUSE i felt peace in my inevitable desires.

then, i received my desires.

❝ I couldn’t possibly be worried about anything if I really believe that imagining creates reality. ❞

❝ When I speak of feeling I do not mean emotion, but acceptance of the fact that the desire is fulfilled. Feeling grateful, fulfilled, or thankful, it is easy to say, “Thank You,” “Isn’t it wonderful!” or “It is finished.” When you get into the state of thankfulness, you can either awaken knowing it is done, or fall asleep in the feeling of the wish fulfilled. ❞

𝐈𝐕. YOUR NEW RULES & ROUTINE

☆┆YOUR 3 NEW RULES ARE:

1, you have all your desires:

i have all of my desires.

creation is finished. it is done.

2. you manifest quickly and easily:

manifesting is always so easy and instant for me.

i always manifest within 2 days or less, the 3D conforms instantly.

the 3D instantly reflect my 4D.

the physical reality instantly reflects my 4D/imaginative reality.

3. you are okay because nothing can stop you from getting the inevitable:

everything is going to be okay because creation is done.

i am always aware of my thoughts. nothing can stop/get in the way of my desires.

no amount of intrusive thoughts, events and opinions of others have the power to stop my manifestations.

✉️: choose one affirmation from each list or make one of your own that makes you feel comfortable.

☆┆ROUTINE:

affirm on loop as an act of saturating your mind whenever you think of your desire until you feel satisfied,

in the morning, after you wake up: saturate your mind with affs.

read the manifesting vaunt below everyday (whenever you feel like it) — read it over and over again until you feel confident then go about your day!!

at night, before you sleep, affirm this:

“i kept all my thoughts in check today. i didn’t waver once. my mind is completely saturated with the new story.”

optional tip: if you want to saturate your mind even more as a start, you can set reminders with sticky notes around your space, have affs on your phone lock screen or wear a bracelet.

✉️ NOTE: soon enough, your mind will be saturated and you won’t need to do this anymore. this is just a start for those who battle intrusive thoughts!

let yourself feel any emotions that may come up because of your hard circumstances then once it’s out of your system, affirm your rules, especially rule #3!

do not consume any loassumption information if you know it will only cause you to second guess your ability. if you have the urge to ask a blog a question, try to make sense of what they will say and answer it yourself.

in times of doubt, remember that life is a blank canvas. your desire is set in stone, so your only task is to persist.

REASSURANCE VAUNT

creation is ACTUALLY finished. it is done. the second i claimed my desires as mine, it has already manifested itself in the 4D so it has no choice to present itself in the 3D! all i have to do is affirm and persist. i always have unwavering faith in my manifesting abilities and the law. i never fail. i am successful at every single thing i do. manifesting is so effortless. no amount of doubt, worry, fear, anxiety, intrusive thoughts or events can ever, and i mean EVER stop my manifestations. why? because i said so. this is MY life. i make the rules. so if i say i manifest easily, the 3D conforms instantly and that i have all of my desires, then it is a FACT. i’m literally unstoppable. everything i want is inevitable. my only task is to persist, sit back and relax as the 3D reflects my 4D. it all happens so fast, but what else do you expect from a master manifester like me?

SOMETHING TO NOTE:

most of the time, people think affirming on loop is saying it like a robot but what you don’t realize is that you’re affirming as if you’re reading a book. it’s not filled with enthusiasm but it’s not exactly monotone either. stop overthinking it. it’s like the voice you’re reading this post with. correct?

again, soon enough, your affirmations will feel natural and you won’t feel the need to affirm constantly. the routine above was given for those who battle intrusive thoughts, making your affirmations dominate to the point where you don’t waver.

QUOTES on STATES:

❝ I paid thirty dollars for my first suit. Today a suit will cost me $200.00, but regardless of the cost, when the suit is new I am aware of it. But let me wear it long enough for it to feel natural and I will no longer be conscious of it. The same is true for a state. You may desire the state of fame. If you will think you are famous and remain conscious of the state long enough to make it natural, as the thoughts flow from you they become a natural part of your body of beliefs, and the world will proclaim your fame. ❞

❝ I urge you to use your own wonderful creative power and deliberately move into the state of your choice. Make it now by occupying the state long enough so that it feels natural. Haven’t you had a suit of clothes that felt so new you were conscious of them every moment? I know when I bought my first suit I walked down Fifth Avenue thinking everyone I passed knew my suit was new. People passing paid no attention to me, but I was so aware, so conscious of my new suit. That’s exactly that happens when you move into a new state. If the state of affluence is new, you think everyone knows it, but no one knows or cares whether you are rich or poor, so walk in the state until it becomes natural. The moment the feeling is natural, wealth is yours! ❞

𝐕. ENDING NOTE

i love you. read that again. you can do it. read that again. i am so so so so proud of you. read that again! you are so strong, you have SOO much potential and power. it’s time for you to tap into it, angel. stop making excuses. stop telling yourself you can’t do it. stop the nonsense! you’ve dealt with your hard circumstances long enough, it’s time for you to turn to the person who can make that change (you) and make it happen. i’m really sorry you have to go through what you did. you certainly do not deserve the unkind treatment. give yourself a hug and tell yourself that this. is. it. you’re going to make the change. you know it and i do too. it’s possible. nothing is impossible for the person who believes! keep the faith in yourself. nothing can stop you.

it’s like those movies where the mc finds out they hold so much power. they doubt it because of the life they’ve had so far but once they give it a shot, they become the most powerful hero ever. you are that hero!!!

i love you and i am, again, giving you the biggestttt hug ever.

now, with that being said, @blushydior will no longer be taking asks regarding this topic. i’ve cleared most of the questions that could ever arise. you don’t need my guidance anymore after this post! im seeing you off now. i love you. stay safe. know that you’re loved and hold the power to change your life.

— kisses from bambi ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

ps. make sure you clicked the words that have links! <3 (the links are missing)

𝐕𝐈. FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS

Something you wish you could’ve told yourself before you manifested it all to make things easier for anyone struggling:

TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF.

you guys are beating yourself up for something so simple. take a step back and realize that. you’re already dealing with such hard circumstances, so why are you literally degrading yourself for something so within your power and reach? tell yourself everything is going to be okay. you’re always doing your best. you deserve the WORLD.

I could write a whole novel, combine all the posts on tumblr teaching the law of assumption, and every helpful ask out there but at the end of the day, YOU are the only person who could change your life. YOU make the call. turn every doubtful question to a positive one, when in doubt, turn inwards toward the 4D and know that it is real. it is done the second you affirmed it so.

SPEND TIME ALONE.

i can NOT stress this enough. i didn’t include the details of my time alone in phase 2 for nothing. you’ll see that you can answer your own questions. you’ll catch the thoughts you missed because you have always been so adamant on getting answers to questions you already knew. take a deep breathe and stay firm.

SEE WHAT’LL HAPPEN IF YOU DON’T GIVE UP.

What did you affirm to get your dream life?

basically my affirmations i gave above and these. all i used were blanket affirmations.

What does persisting mean to you? What does persisting really feel like? Is it just like a mental diet? or what?

“persisting is sticking to what you want / the end no matter what you’re shown, told, and what you experience + picking yourself up after letting any negative emotions & thoughts pass by.” — blushydior from this ask here (sadly the link is missing:()

+ keeping your thoughts in line of the same category. to word this in a different way, i can affirm so many affirmations just as long as they mean the same thing to me!

“it also is a mental diet. we’re always persisting in something. it’s just a matter of what you’re persisting in. you either persist in your desire or negative/non-beneficial thought 24/7.”

“in your post about how you changed your life, you said you just affirmed and persisted. but from your other posts it seems like you read neville goddard books. so did you just affirm or did you do imaginal acts too? i get confused when people say “just affirm and persist” cause neville never said that.” (original ask here) (note from Eli: the link is missing).

“yes, i read his books and sometimes i would do imaginal acts but i would only do that bc it helped me get by my circumstances, yk? like if i was overwhelmed i would just daydream lol. its like how i read books to escape to another world. but i would say, affirming and persisting was what i focused more on.

i just used what worked for me and used his quotes as a reminder of the power of man. i didn’t want to bound myself to one’s teaching constantly worrying if im doing it “right” or not so instead, i went back to his quotes that consisted of telling me to persist, look inwards, finding confirmation in my imagination, etc whenever i needed a pick me up.

but correct me if i’m wrong, i’m pretty sure many of the success stories he shared consisted of people simply decreeing their desires and feeling the wish fulfilled simply by repetition and acceptance of their assumption.”

What is saturating your mind?

read about it here (the link is missing, but Basically it is repeating an affirmation every minute or hour until you feel fulfilled)

Do we have to believe our affirmations? Did you ever doubt the law in the process?

no, i did not believe my affirmations and YES of course i doubted the law but i kept persisting either way because what could i lose? and here i am.

Did you just affirm, persist, maintain a mental diet and that’s it? No SATS, going to the void, lullaby, repeating affirmations? Did you just got it sleep?

just affirming and persisting. sure, the occasional lullaby, i usually affirmed for 10 seconds max before i gave up. i couldn’t sleep without imagining some romantic scenario LOL #bambiexposed

How to deal with manipulation and narcissism?

remind yourself that you’re in advantage because you know about the law of assumption. life is a dream, you can literally have whatever you want just by affirming. if you know that, why allow yourself succumb to other people’s thoughts and beliefs? i couldn’t allow other people’s thoughts ruin my chance of living my dream life. the thought of it alone gave me the worst feeling.

How did you tackle the feelings of having no hope? + After being in the victim state for so long what did you do to get yourself out and actually stay out?

i persisted on loop whenever i doubted the law. i reminded myself that it doesn’t hurt to just be quiet, affirm and persist to live my dream life. just do it. you gain nothing from turning back to your old habits. see what’ll happen if you don’t give up. ❝ Do you always turn to your imagination and, no matter what happens, do you remain faithful to the state imagined? If you do, you have passed the test. But if every little rumor, doubt, or fear can move you around like a pawn on a chessboard, then you are not keeping the faith! ❞ ❝ Objects seem so independent of our perception of them that we incline to forget that they owe their origin to imagination.❞

What was the timeframe of when you got your desires?

about a week after deciding to be strict with self discipline, mind you, i was dealing with hard circumstances and intrusive thoughts for years. within this time span, i had entered sabbath so i immediately got my desires.

How did you kept a positive mindset when it looked like there was no movement?

refer back to phase 3

What was your affirming routine?

AT FIRST, when i started to get sick of overconsumption and not getting my desires, i knew my mind wasn’t saturated/my desires were not my dominant thoughts. so, i decided to be strict with myself. i reminded myself with pieces of paper in my room that said: ❝ PERSIST. new story only!❞ ❝ AFFIRM!❞

❝ 1.) the 3D conforms instantly.

2.) AFFIRM THE DESIRED

3.) BE LOT.❞

and taped them on the wall infront of my bed & one on my door so i can see it before i head out.

i didn’t need them anymore after a few days. (phase 3 & 4)

What did you do on all the days you woke up and things were still the same?

stop affirming that you don’t see results. i flipped the thought of “nothing’s changed.” to “i am in my desired reality, it is done.” and so on. be stern and remind yourself that you are in control. don’t fall prey to the 3D. turn inwards, find confirmation in the 4D. read quotes above.

How did you not react to the 3D?

i allowed myself to be angry. if i wanted to cry, i did. if i wanted to vent, i did. i ranted my feelings out in my head, aloud or in a journal then proceeded to go back to the new story after i cooled down.

But isn’t ranting “not letting the old story die out?”

you and i could rant until our minds are cleared, just as long as you flip my thoughts, you are on the right track. i ranted for 2% of my 24 hour days. the other 98% i was persisting in the fact that creation was done. as “time” went on, it began to feel more natural and i felt more at ease. i held onto that feeling because i knew this was when i would get my desires and i did. letting out and actually feeling your feelings is important. you’re not a robot.

Did you script how your life would be?

no.

(.𖥔 ݁ note from Eli: here's her post about her life before and After she changed it with LOA, anyway i wanted to make it in a post since the Google document can't let you make a copie of it and plus you can't take screenshots which René didn't allow)

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