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Hi hi, everyone! Guess who’s back with the polls? That’s right,,, I come with a wide selection of new requests. I only picked a few which made me feel the most inspired—and you get to choose which one I should write first! 😉
All these requests are from my slumber party event, and the ones I will be trying to write asap ♡
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Smut prompts “Show me how much you need me.” and “Hands behind your back.” Please for my baby Bucky ❤️ Love youuuu and thank youuuu
Brut Gold - Chapter 2 Rosaline & Bucky
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Summary: Of all the clubs to go to for your Bachelorette Party, you had to go to Thor's, your former lover. But you didn't know it was his, and when Bucky finds out, he tries to make you forget about him completely. Pairing: Mob!Bucky x Female Reader/OFC Word Count: Over 3.5K Warnings: Mentions of killing, language Steve Rogers wouldn't approve of, jealous Bucky (let's face it, that's a warning), praise and degradation kink, oral, P in V, rough sex. A/N: I want to thank @springdandelixn for this request and for being so patient with me while I write this. And I want to thank both her and @michelleleewise for being my BETA reader on it. Also, I'd like to thank @thalzr for helping me with some of the Romanian translations. Dividers by: @firefly-graphics
Dugan walked down the hall toward James’ office. The classic Rococo furniture contrasted with what the newer generation of the family preferred. But they would never change it. Because what the Barnes family loved more than their outdated furniture was tradition.
They were immutable. The habit of the institution was ingrained into them as young as five years old. For James “Bucky” Barnes- probably younger because he was set to inherit the family business.
Dugan walked in as a lifeless body was being dragged out. The face was unrecognizable as the only feature standing out was a backward initial ‘J.B.’ imprinted on the man’s cheek.
Steve nodded as he saw Dugan approach. He held out his hands towards him in greeting. “Dugan, how are you, my man? Or should I still call you DumDum?” Steve chuckled.
James was watching through the window’s reflection as smoke from his cigar blew out from his thin lips. His other hand, adorned with bloodied rings, nursed a half-filled glass of bourbon.
“You’re never gonna let me live that down, Rogers? I was four!” Bucky said talking to Steve’s reflection.
“And you’ve been calling him that ever since.” Dugan smiled wearily as he took Steve’s hand and greeted him. He didn’t want to end up like the faceless man that was dragged out moments before.
“Why are you here?” Bucky asked him suspiciously. “You were supposed to be watching the bachelorette party.” He turned around, looking straight at Dugan.
“Bucky, you’re not gonna like this,” Dugan answered, looking sideways at Steve.
“Where’s my fiancé, Dugan?” James asked level toned. Dugan took a moment to decide which information he should start with first. “WHERE IS SHE?!” Bucky yelled and Dugan flinched.
“She went into Odinson territory. Got into one of his clubs. I could only watch from the border. I left Junior behind to watch and inform me when she and her friends come out.”
“You left the protection of floricica mea to a greenie? WHY WAS SHE EVEN FUCKING THERE?!”
“Buck, I’m sorry. I tried…” Dugan started. Bucky grabbed his collar and pushed him up against the wall.
“And if something happens to her, Dugan? If she gets kidnapped? What happens? Will you be sorry then too?” Bucky let go of his shirt. “Go back and tell me as soon as she comes out. Grab the entire party and send them home. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, boss,”
“Bring Rose and Lia here!”
“Yes, boss,” Dugan quickly accepted his command and left. Bucky was seething. He knew of your history with the older Odinson brother. Why the fuck would you go there?
“Buck, I’m sure there’s an explanation,” Steve tried to placate him. “Maybe she didn’t know.”
Bucky contemplated, then sighed. “No. That’s bullshit. She knows the boundaries, at least.” He downed the rest of his whiskey and slammed it on his desk reaching for the decanter. Steve watched him from the corners of his eyes as he sipped his drink slowly. He knew Bucky could be temperamental…at best. You were an angel for having fallen in love with him.
“Buck, she’s madly in love with you. YOU! You crazy, fucked-up psycho. She’s a saint for doing so. And for all you know, it could’ve been Lia who suggested it. She wouldn’t know where the borders are.”
“Lia can be rebellious,” Bucky noted.
“She’s naïve. Which in our line of work, can be dangerous.” Steve answered back.
“She didn’t grow up in the life.”
“Does she know? That you’re…about your family business?” Steve waved his fingers around.
“If she doesn’t, I think she suspects. She’s smart. Or Rose told her. They tell each other everything.”
“That whole family has brains. How’d you manage to snag Strange’s daughter anyway?” Steve asked finishing his drink. “Does that mean The Hospital isn’t neutral anymore?”
“Strange won’t let me anywhere near The Hospital unless I’m on my deathbed.”
“Hmm.” Steve nodded, knowing he wouldn’t get any more info other than that from his long-time friend.
You stepped out into the cold evening air, a slight breeze chilling the night. Bucky was not gonna like this. If you learned anything by now, you knew that Dugan had sent word to him that your bachelorette party wandered into Odinson territory and that he would be furious.
You didn’t know this was one of Thor’s clubs. You just followed your bridesmaid’s lead, talking about a brand-new spot that was trending. The lot of you had gone from one bar to another. Always within James’s borders of protection. You tried to steer the party back, but your cousin, Lia wanted to see it. Lord knows you can’t say no to her and her damn puppy eyes.
You thought it would be ok, one quick drink and lay low so you don’t gather attention. It wasn’t until you saw Lia kissing Loki Odinson, of all people, that you realized you were going to be in trouble.
You walked out onto the breezy summer night and before Lia could step foot on the concrete, Junior had already come up to you and your friends.
“Ma’am,” was all he said.
“He’s not happy, isn’t he?” you asked quietly.
“No, he’s not,” Dugan answered from behind Junior. “He’s furious.”
“I’m sorry Duggy. I didn’t know,” you said out of earshot from your friends. You were the only one who could call him that and make it sound endearing. You tried to channel Lia and gave him your sweetest puppy-eyed face.
“Well maybe you can get away with that, but I can’t. C’mon, he wants you guys to end the night,” Dugan ordered, motioning you guys back to two large SUV’s waiting on the curb.
In all honesty, you were glad that the night was ending. Aside from Lia, everyone there just tolerated you. They were there because your fiancé was “Bucky” Barnes and wanted to make advantageous connections with his future wife. They weren’t there for you.
After dropping the two of you off at Bucky’s house, Dugan set off to drop off the rest of your bachelorette party. Holding your hand, Lia followed you down the hall into James’ grand office. She gave your hand a heartfelt squeeze. Making sure you were all right.
“I’m sorry, Rose. Did I get us in trouble?”
“No. No, it’s all right,” you squeezed her hand back. “Even if Bucky is mad, what’s he gonna do? We didn’t do anything wrong.” You put on a brave face. You knew what kind of temper he had. It was never directed at you, but you’ve heard the cries of the men that have wronged him. He tried to shield you the best he could, but you were around it all your life. Especially since your father was the neutral doctor for all the families.
The scent of fresh cedar and tobacco hit your senses as soon as you entered his office. You froze for a half second. A habit you did involuntarily whenever you saw James. Not because you were frightened, but because his presence, his undeniable charisma always made you pause.
Lia walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek. She held his hand and whispered, not too quietly, “Be nice. Or I’ll have to hurt you!”
“I’m always nice!” Bucky played offended. “C’mon. Have I ever not been nice?” he lovingly touched her nose with the tip of his finger and Lia giggled. You were so happy that they got along. Lia was hesitant about him at first, but she saw how you looked at him with love and devotion in your eyes. She saw how happy you were and how much you were yourself whenever you were around Bucky.
Most importantly, she saw how completely and madly in love Bucky was with you. How he would move heaven and earth for you to be happy. That was what won her over.
“Rogers, why don’t you take Lia here for a walk in the gardens? I need to speak to my future wife,” James calmly ordered. Both Steve and Lia looked at you. Worry and wistful glee warring on their faces. Steve held out his arms and Lia took them. Their footsteps echoed on the hardwood floors as they left the room.
A quietly charged moment went by, and all James had done was stare at you. The deep-set brows on his face downturned in anger. Or worry? Neither was good when it came to Bucky.
You crossed the small space in between you and placed your hands on his chest. He lifted his head and looked down at you. His devastating features only got more handsome as he tried to be indifferent and stoic. His jaw was set, his nose flared and his eyes narrowed at the innocent cherubic features you were trying to portray.
His fingers grabbed your chin gently and forced you to look into his eyes. “Of all the places, Roza, why his?!” You heard his deep Romanian accent come forth. A shiver ran down your body, making your stomach curl in desire. His accent was only obvious when he felt a deep emotion. You recounted all the times that voice came out in the throws of passion as he took you over and over again.
“I didn’t know, Bucky. Honestly. I was just following the girls. They wanted to try out a new place. Some place they hadn’t been before, and I was just catching up with Lia. I didn’t notice that we had gone into Odinson territory. Or that Dugan had stopped following us.” You caressed your hands up and down his chest.
“HIS PLACE, ROSE?! Of all the clubs it was his place!” he held on to your hands and stopped your caress.
“Bucky! It’s over. You know that it is. He never loved me. Not like you!”
“Oh, don’t start comparing me to that bastard!” he let go of your hands and moved away in anger.
“It’s true!” you yelled out. “I was just something to pass the time for him. I…”
“Do you think that makes me feel any better?”
“Let me finish!” You stomped your foot. Bucky picked up his glass of whiskey and threw it against the wall from your opposite direction. You didn’t let it faze you as you slowly walked over to him. His anger dissipated with your every step. “He didn’t mean anything to me either Bucky. He was a tool. To anger my father. But you…you are the love of my life. The one I chose to spend the rest of my life with. I hadn’t even thought about him until tonight when I found out where we were.” You said placing your hands in soothing circles over his chest.
“Did you see him tonight?” he snarled.
“No.” You answered looking into his eyes so he would know you weren’t lying.
“Did he see you?”
“I honestly don’t know. I was too busy dancing with Lia.” You tried to give him your best apologetic face. You peppered small kisses onto his cheek and made your way to his lips. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer to you, wanting him to open up and kiss you back. “What can I do to prove to you that I love you, dragostea meu, my love?”
Bucky stood there stubborn, yet slowly losing his resolve. Your soft lips on any part of his skin always excited him. “No one makes me weak like you do,” he said grabbing your waist. “Or so fucking angry!” James growled at the last word.
He pushed you up against his desk. The familiar cold mahogany sends chills up your skin as he picks you up by your waist and sits you down. He pulls up his chair and sits. He lounges in it with a slight swivel as his eyes travel the length of your body. He spreads his legs, showcasing the hard bulge he’s been trying to conceal.
“James, I really am sorry…”
“Shh. Spread them for me, sweetheart. One leg on each armrest,” he commanded as he scoots closer. You quietly and slowly open your legs and lean back as you placed your strappy heels on the armrest of his chair. The hem of your dress rides further up your waist and you almost whimper from his stare. That hungry look in his eyes, as if he found something he would kill for. Something he would die for.
“You’re so beautiful spread out for me like this Roza. Ready and willing.” He traced his fingers on the outside of your calves. His warm lips pushed against your supple thighs, slowly inching closer and closer to where you wanted him most.
“Tell me, Roza, did he ever worship you like this?” his nose grazed against the hood of your clit, sending shivers throughout your body. His tongue traced the seam of your panties and made you open wider. “Answer me, sweetheart.” He grabbed you and pulled you closer to his face. He looked up at you, but your head was thrown back in ecstasy, savoring him between your legs.
“N-no. Never,” you gasped as his mouth latched on to your sensitive nub. The thin fabric of your panties stopped his tongue from entering further. You pushed yourself closer to him. But he held you still, teasing you, knowing you wanted more.
“Mmm. This little number you have on is beautiful. Did I buy this for you?” you shook your head no. He traced his fingers on the gusset of your panties and pulled to a snap. You yelped in slight shock, more than pain. “Hmm. And these shoes?” Bucky asked as his hands pulled your panties off and traveled the length of your legs down to your ankles.
“I bought them, baby.” You answered. Bucky stood up slowly and leaned over you on the desk. He trapped you in between his muscular frame as he looked down at your lips. He kissed you fervidly. All teeth and tongue, leaving you gasping for air. His lips roamed down to your collar, and he bit the chain hanging on your neck.
“And this? Who bought this?” he said licking the bruise he just made.
“I did.” You answered. “I bought it for myself.”
“So you don’t need anyone, do you floricica mea? You certainly don’t need that low-life prick who couldn’t even bother to get on his knees and worship you like the goddess you are.” His head dipped lower, trailing his tongue in between your breasts. “Which means you don’t need me either, do you?”
“No, I don’t need you.” You whispered. Bucky paused and stared deep into your eyes. He started pulling away, but you grabbed his face between your hands and pulled it back up to yours. “I don’t need you. Or your money.” You brushed your lips against his. “But I want you. I want you Bucky Barnes! In every way and in every chance I get.” You kissed him, sucking on his top lip, as he wrapped his arms around your waist.
You reached for his belt, undoing the fastening and making quick work of his zipper. Your hand brushed up against his hard length, feeling him throb through his boxers. Your mouth salivated at the thought of his arousal.
“Do you see what you do to me, Roza?”
“Oh, Bucky…” you whimpered as you pushed him back down to his office chair. He grunted when he hit the cushion and you swiftly placed yourself in between his legs. He stared up at you with ravenous eyes, licking his lips as he watched you lower yourself onto your knees. “Let me prove to you how much I want you.”
Bucky leaned forward to capture your lips. Your fingers unbuttoned his shirt one by one tracing the hard muscle underneath. You dipped your fingers under the hem of his boxers and pulled them down, his large erection springing free from the tight confines of his pants. He groaned as you fisted him, your fingers barely closing around his large girth.
You licked the tip, tasting him. “Fuck,” he growled as his head rolled back. You continued to give him small licks, kissing and sucking down the length of his cock. Your hand moved to a rhythmic pace as you softly bit the base of his shaft, sending bolts of pleasure up his spine. You licked your way back up to the end and swallowed his tip. You could see his knuckles clenched and white on the armrest of the chair.
“Don’t tease me now. Show me how much you need me. How much you want me.” He said, one hand holding the side of your face. You moaned, opening your mouth wider and sticking your tongue out further. You took him in slowly. Inch by inch until his cock hit the back of your throat. “Look at me while you suck my cock.”
You looked up to see his gorgeous face curled in pleasure. Your eyes watering as he slowly pushed deeper into your throat making you gag. He pulled out slowly, savoring your lips around his girth. “Fuck,” he panted as he saw himself coated in your saliva. “That’s a good girl.” He thrust back into your mouth. “A good fuckin’ girl.”
You continued to bob your head up and down. Your hand worked in tandem with your mouth. All you could hear was the gulp and swallow of your mouth mixed with Bucky’s shameless, feral moans. Even after holding the base of his cock, he felt heavy in your mouth as you dragged him faster and faster through your lips.
“St-stop,” he whimpered into the air. But you kept going. “Stop, Rose.” But you couldn’t. He chuckled at your eagerness. With one hand on your head, he pulled you off his hard cock as it bounced back toward his stomach. “Naughty little Roza” He smiled as he pulled your hair up to look at him. “I didn’t know I was going to marry such a slut.”
His words sent a chill throughout your body. He always danced that fine line between praise and degradation that always made you weak. “Bucky,” you whined.
“I know, sweetheart. I know. You need my cock inside you, don’t you?” You nodded as you turned your head licking his wrist that was holding your hair. “Stand by my desk and bend over for me. Hands behind your back.” He commanded.
You quickly complied, moving to stand by his desk and bend over it. You spread your legs apart putting most of your weight on the desk. The cold mahogany felt like ice against your heated face. You placed your hands behind your back and slowly pulled your dress up, showing him your dripping cunt. You heard the sound of his buckle as he stood. “You’re such a good little slut for me aren’t you?” Bucky slid two of his fingers through your folds, teasing you.
“Only for you, Bucky.”
“Only for me,’ she says.” There was an edge to his voice that made you nervous.
“Only you.” You repeated.
“Oh, floricica mea, you have no idea what I would do for you.” He spanked your ass, causing you to cry out in shock. He grabbed both of your wrists in one of his hands and secured them on your back. With his other hand, he lined up his cock at your entrance.
“You have no idea what I would do to anyone who ever touched you,” he slammed into your heated core making both of you cry out at the same time. Bucky bent over you, his hot breath tickling your ear as he said, “You are mine, Rosaline,” he growled. “MINE. I’m gonna make sure you forget that he ever existed.” He slammed further against you making you scream. A gargled plea between pain and pleasure.
Bucky stood back up and began thrusting his hips inside you. “…Ohfuck…God Bucky!...”
“That’s it, baby girl, say my name.”
“…B-bu…” you panted. With every thrust, every push, you felt the weight of his large cock pressing inside you. “…bucky…youfeelsogood…so good baby…” He took you hard and rough, keeping your chest pressed down onto the desk.
“You like that, sweetheart? You like my hard cock inside that tight pussy of yours?” he asked out of breath. You nodded your head, unable to make any coherent words other than grunts and moans. “Then say my name,” he growled.
“Bucky! yesyesyes…oh!Bucky…” You screamed over and over again. Every thrust had you yelling his name until it was the only thing you could say. Your legs started shaking. He could feel you squeeze him hard, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer.
“Give it to me baby. Come all over my cock.” And with his words, you screamed out the pleasure that he built up in your body. Bucky grunted as he stilled inside you. “Squeeze me harder, baby.” And somehow you obeyed as incoherent as you were.
When Bucky finished inside you, he pulled out slowly, watching his spent drip down your thighs. “Can you walk baby girl?” he said massaging your shoulders as you stood up slowly. You had a dazed look in your eyes as you shook your head. He picked you up bridal style and carried you down the hall to your bedroom. You giggled and made small love bites on his neck. “Just as well. I’m not finished with you yet.”
⬅️Brut Gold: Chapter 1 | Brut Gold: Chapter 3 (Coming Soon)➡️
A/N: This is part of my 1K Follower Celebration and also part of @the-slumberparty April Challenge: Mob AU.
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— PAMPERED NIGHTS | rindou haitani.
genre . . . fluff [ event drabble ]
synopsis . . . in which you spend the night pampering your annoying boyfriend, rindou haitani.
note . . . for @corpseslace
"rin babe, stay still".
"no it's cold and it's smells weird"
rindou haitani, a ruthless killer part of a criminal organisation, who flinches at your touch as you plaster black seaweed peel off mask all over his face which is littered with scars. "stop whining and keep still" you mutter placing your hands at both sides of his head to keep it steady. "are you done yet?" he huffs and rolls his eyes, leaning into your touch. "yes you big baby, now don't touch your face". although your instructions were clear, you know how annoying your boyfriend can be. you feel his hand press against your back, scrunching up the material of you cotton shirt and then releasing it from his palm. "what was that for" you questioned, raising an eyebrow at his actions. "i got this shit on my hands when i touched my face, so i used your shirt as a towel". he walks back to the couch with pride, a smirk sewn onto his face waiting for your response. you finally registered what he said, "i hate everything about you" you murmur grabbing the back of your shirt in annoyance.
"i love you too babe"
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@miujo
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can’t stop thinking about jealousy with armin except you’re the one who’s jealous seeing girls fawn over him while he’s trying to be as polite as possible to them. so you wait until you get home and then you’re all over him - at first he’s amused and thinks your jealousy is kind of cute and he’s a little cocky about it, but then you’re straddling him, pulling off his tie and unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his shirt and trousers and telling him “you’re mine” and making him say it too until he’s panting and moaning desperately beneath you

nonny... i have been sitting on this trying to form a coherent sentence but i am totally speechless
i can just hear his breathy whines of "i'm yours... all yours angel... f-fuck-!"
nearly on the brink of tears because your pussy sucks him in so tight when you ride him
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Chapter 1: A Delightful Encounter
Series: “The Heart Wants What It Wants”
Word count: 1,0k+
Pairing: Angel Reyes x Female! Baker! Reader
Warnings: none
A/n: I had so much fun writing this! All chapters will be around 1k or 2k words. This is also my first entry to @the-slumberparty Bingo Card event (prompt: writer’s choice - first meeting)! Events Masterlist
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Angel enters the new bakery, his boots making a slight thud as he crosses the wooden floor. His eyes take in the cozy atmosphere and the pale green hue of the walls while the mouth-watering scents of baking bread and pastries tickle his nostrils. The interior is inviting, and the various tables and chairs in the central area provide a comfortable spot to sit and enjoy one's treats. He can’t help but feel slightly out of place. He sticks out like a sore thumb in his leather kutte and body decorated by tattoos.
He takes a moment to appreciate the homey vibe of his surroundings before heading toward the counter. He gazes at the array of baked goods, hypnotized by the view of colorful muffins, cakes, fresh golden buns, and loaves of bread.
The person working behind the counter greets him in a friendly tone adorned by a pinch of shyness. The man in the leather kutte, his face obscured by the chunky dark sunglasses, merely nods in reply and gives a small wave. He feels the employe observing him as he tries to decide what to purchase.
Felipe sent him over early in the morning to get some freshly baked bread for breakfast. It was barely eight, and he’d give everything to be back in his bed, snoring away. His eyes were closing up on the ride here, but the smells of the bakery woke him up in seconds.
Angel quickly peruses the selection of baked goods, his hand striding over the glass display case but not touching its surface. His gaze lands on a shiny, golden-brown loaf of bread, and his eyes light up.
He looks back at the person behind the counter and nods once more, pointing toward the product before his brain finally registers the vision before him. He freezes in his spot, brown orbs glued to your delicate silhouette as you lean down to reach inside the display.
You’re breathtakingly beautiful, standing there with a friendly smile, your eyes shining and dark eyelashes fluttering with every blink. Your hair is braided and thrown over your shoulder, the soft tresses swaying delicately against it with every movement. It’s as if every part of you is a work of art meant to be admired and appreciated. And as you continue to smile at Angel, he can’t help but be enthralled by your grace. You don’t even seem to be bothered by the early hour—there’s absolutely no trace of dark circles under your eyes.
You take out the loaf of bread, wrapping it quickly in a dark green wax cloth. The man keeps staring as you nudge it toward him and state the price. He takes out his wallet and fumbles with it for a minute before he finally manages to find the 10$ bill and hands it to you.
You take his ten dollars, put it in the register, and then place his change on the counter. His heart does a backflip as you part your lips to speak up. They seem so soft and plump. “Here you go, sir. Your change,” you say, pointing towards the stack of bills and coins.
“Nah, it’s fine. Keep it as a tip,” he replies, waving you off as he slides the change back to you, only taking the wrapped-up bread from the wooden surface.
You look surprised but insist, “Sir, you gave me too much. It’s too much just for a loaf of bread.” He can tell you have a good heart.
Angel thinks for a moment, then grins wildly, no ounce of hesitation left. “Not just for the bread. It’s for your great service.”
You’re flustered, your cheeks getting warmer with every passing moment—with every playful quirk of his lips. The man isn’t giving in as he flashes you another charming smile. You’re speechless. There was no point in resisting even though you didn’t think you did much that could be considered “great service”. You just smiled and served him his purchase; you do it all the time.
The corner of your peach-colored lips quirks up shyly as you finally nod your head in thanks. You take out one fluffy blueberry muffin from the display and place it on the counter in front of him. “Consider it a token of my appreciation then.”
A beat of silence falls between the two of you as you stare at each other, enjoying the light tension that sends sparks down your body. The man is almost beaming with pride at his own charm, while you’re wondering what lies beneath those dark shades. The fact that you can’t see his eyes is infuriating—eyes are the window to the soul, after all. Just when you manage to regain your composure, he speaks up again.
“Tell you what,” Angel says, his voice low and confident. “I’d love to stop by again, just to see your smile.”
You give him exactly what he wants as you smile brightly at his words, feeling your cheeks flush with heat even more—you didn’t even think it was possible. “Of course, you’re welcome here any time,” you reply.
The man nods happily. “Great,” he says, a grin stretching across his face. “I’ll be sure to stop by often. I’m a sucker for delicious pastries and beautiful smiles.”
You’re taken aback by his words but appreciate the kindness. A warm, happy feeling bubbles within you—a feeling you haven’t felt in a long time. You are surprised that a man like him—the complete opposite of what you were usually looking for in a romantic partner—can make you feel weak in the knees by such a brief interaction.
“And I’d be thrilled to have you stop by again,” you stammer out, finding yourself lost in the pull of his presence. There’s a sparkle of excitement in your voice that only fuels his smugness.
The man chuckles, unable to hide his delight, as he turns around and starts walking toward the exit. When he reaches for the door handle, you quickly lean over the counter and call out to him. He turns around, surprise painted on his face, and you’re just as taken aback as he is at your sudden holler.
“What’s your name?” you ask, tapping your fingers on the wooden surface in anticipation. It’s new to you, breaking the barriers of your shyness for someone you just met, but it feels so right.
The stranger lifts up his sunglasses to his forehead for a second, looking you up and down. You’re instantly mesmerized by the rich brown color of his eyes. You feel them luring you in—hypnotizing you. You’re surprised you're even able to catch the words that leave his mouth.
“Angel,” he replies, setting the sunglasses back on his nose. You already find yourself missing his gaze on your person. “Take care of yourself, dulce.”
Taglist: @danzer8705
#angel reyes x reader#angel reyes x you#angel reyes fic#angel reyes x female reader#angel reyes imagines#angel reyes#Mayans MC#mayans#mayansmc#writing challenge#the slumber party#the slumber party's bingo event
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welcome to elysium part 2: trial time...
Kuya asks question 1: I'm. I'm stressed for olivine. I can feel my chest tighte ning. I ma sweat.ib
Kuya asks question 2: YIKES😬. AND a HaLf i. I have to leave
(minimises the app and lies on the floor for a solid minute)
ok. Ok let's keept his goin. It's ok It's ok olivine confronting his truths is ok he will be better after airing it all out IT WILL BE FINE deepbreathsdeepbreaths
*coughschokes and falls flat back onto the floor*
(....)
(Regains consciousness a few moments later)
Phew, ok,,, we're safe, olivine is facing it head-on and kuya is-
What THE EVERLIVING FR$* ISTHA*passes out again*
#dragQUeen STORYTI-- I MEAN. evil wife OLD FOX STORYTIME WITH THE CHILDREN AT THE LIBRARY!!!!!!#kuya smiling without malice? in an event? where people can see?????#oli calling kuya out on his existential dread?????#from one mother to another. i can see the ennui in ur eyes#eiden's voice piercing thru the veil of self-doubt and general wallowing...#oli and kuya being surprisingly civil toward each other#despite oli's first comment upon their introduction that kuya's personality is a trial from god 😄#master of elysium was all LET ME TIE UP THIS PRIEST WITH A RIBBON AND PRESENT IT TO MASTER KUYA#and kuya's like naaahhh i bet he's more amusing when he's free roaming and independent#(subjects him to an extremely stressful game of truth or dare)#the girls (kuyoli) are turning slumber party games into Saw movies :(...... :)?#part of me wonders whether kuya actually gave that dude what he wanted#actual infinite sweet dream coma or...? plot twist i'm actually gonna torture you forever#i think he got the sweet dream but i just wanna know what happened at his old trial#i am not clever when it comes to these things. somebody needs to stand there and blast me with exposition#paragraph style. all written out.#he dodged the question... but he didn't get stung...? and .... uh whu? or he jus t lied? but he thought his lies were the truth?#furrows brow. idon't know. and i mean. i guess he got what he wanted in the end#what he THINK he wanted in the end?#*shrugs* oh well. i guess it's just . kuya and oli finish their very special episode of uhhhhh#addressing your actual problems before turning to drugs? no. use responsibly and safely if you must?.. uh.....#don't force drugs onto people? ...and... never bring children into a den of desire?#sure! let's go with that!#welcome to elysium
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Back again with another poll. Remember when I mentioned having a slumber party event to celebrate a new milestone? Well, I have it nearly finished in drafts!
I’m close to reaching 3.5k followers! I was wondering if you guys wanted me to make the (rather short) event for the 3500 followers, or wait until we reach 4k?
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"Brut Gold" Bucky and Rosaline
"Brut Gold" Loki and Lia
A moodboard created for @the-slumberparty April Challenge: Mob AU.
Summary: Of all the clubs to go to for your Bachelorette Party, you had to go to Thor's, your former lover. But you didn't know it was his, and when Bucky finds out, he tries to make you forget about him completely.
A/N: I have already written Loki and Lia's chapter. Bucky and Rosaline's chapter coming soon. And it will read as a standalone. But the two are interconnected. That is why I'm also tagging my Loki taglist. This series will switch POV's between the two couples.
Main Masterlist | Moodboard Masterlist
@emarich7 @michelleleewise @coldnique @vickie5446 @psychospore @mukagentropy @lokisgoodgirl @silverfire475 @fictive-sl0th @shadeysprings @wheredafandomat @goldencherriess @peaches1958 @salempoe @thomase1 @kkdvkyya @a-witch-with-words @mischief2sarawr @vbecker10 @peachymallows @irishhappiness @cakesandtom @simplyholl @here4thefanfics @tallseaweed @gigglingtigger @holdmytesseract @immersed-in-mischief @joyful-enchantress @lovelysizzlingbluebird @lokisninerealms @kikster606 @glitterylokislut @loz-3 @slytherclaw1227 @chantsdemarins @the-lady-amphitrite @eleniblue @km-ffluv @lokidokieokie @loopsisloops @muddyorbsblr @luvlady-writes @kellatron55 @huntress-artemiss @crimson25 @purplegrrl27 @sarahscribbles @ladyofthestayingpower
#navy and roo's sleepover#navy and roo sleepover#slumber party event#mochie85 moodboards#brut gold#loki x oc#loki x female reader#loki x reader#loki x you#loki fanfic#james bucky buchanan barnes#bucky#bucky angst#james bucky barnes#bucky fanfic#bucky x reader#bucky x female reader#bucky x oc
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so excited 🤭🤭🤭
Naughty or Nice Challenge
For this challenge, you get to choose if you're Naughty or Nice. Below you will find two sets of prompts, naughty or nice, to choose from. While this challenge marks the end of year season, they do not need to be festive in theme, however we do encourage you to incorporate any of your cultural or personal holiday pasttimes.
This is an event for November and December, with a final due date of January 5, 2024 for late submissions.
ℝ𝕦𝕝𝕖𝕤
🩷 This challenge is open to all fandoms and characters.
💜 Dark creations are accepted but we will not accept underage, incest, or bestiality. Please don’t forget to add warnings to your works appropriately.
❤️ For written pieces, there are no word count limits, but we do ask that you add a “read more” beyond 500 words.
🩵 We hope that creators can create an inclusive work and encourage writers and creators to use appropriate tagging, ie, f!reader, etc..
💙 For this challenge, we will accept sequels or continuations to previous works. Please be sure to link the original work in your submission.
💚 Creators may submit three pieces of each medium (up to three visual pieces and up to three written pieces)
💛 Be kind to yourself and to others. We are here to support and include each other.
!Tag this blog in your submission so we see it.!
🩷💜🩵Prompts below the cut🩵💜🩷
𝐍𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡���𝐲
“All I need is you beneath me.”
“Don’t tell anyone.”
“I know it hurts, baby, but I feel so good.”
“What would they say if they knew?”
“You’re going to have to cry a little more if you want me to care.”
“I didn’t ask you to talk. I said do it.”
“Do it or I’ll make it hurt.”
“Do I sound like I’m joking?”
“If I have to tell you one more time.”
“If you didn’t want to hurt, you shouldn’t have hurt me.”
“Don’t look away.”
“Smile pretty for me.”
“Enough whining.”
“I’ve been watching for so long, I can’t wait any longer.”
“I saw the way you look at them. You don’t look at me like that.”
“You deserve this.”
“I love how weak you are.”
“If you didn’t want this, you’d behave.”
“No one else is gonna take care of you like I do.”
“You’re so pathetic it gets me off.”
“I wanna hear how much it hurts.”
“It’s so cute when you try so hard.”
“I want everyone to know who you belong to.
“I better not catch you looking at them again.”
“Sit down and shut up.”
𝒩𝒾𝒸𝑒
“You’ve never looked more beautiful.”
“Don’t ever let me go.”
“I dream about you every night.”
“I can’t wait to see you again.”
“Can I hold your hand?”
“Wait, are you asking me out?”
“I made this for you.”
“You’re going to spoil the surprise.”
“I’ll do it, but it’ll cost you a snuggle.”
“I’ve never met anyone like you.”
“You could have just told me.”
“It’ll be okay. I’m here.”
“You forgot something. A kiss.”
“I’ll go with you… if you want.”
“This is the best night of my life.”
“I remember when we met. I’ll never forget.”
“You make my stomach do this thing.”
“I made us a picnic, but it’s raining and I’m lost.”
“Every time you look at me, I melt a little.”
“You’re never going to get rid of me.”
“There is no me without you.”
“You really did all this for me?”
“Kiss it better.”
“I wanna be more than friends.”
“I never hated you. I just didn’t want you to know how much I liked you.”
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— PILLOW FORT | katsuki bakugo.
genre . . . fluff [ event drabble ]
note . . . i genuinely struggle to write for this man 💔 for @xphntmhvx
"we need more pillows on this side bakugo"
"no we don't you idiot, the entire thing is gonna fall if we add more on your side" you roll your eyes at your boyfriend, bakugo, and his common yet stubborn behaviour but you comply regardless. "give me the blanket, it goes on top" he demands, reaching out his hand for the blanket in your hand. you celebrate looking at the finished product of the pillow fort. "yay it's all done!" you beam with excitement wasting no time to crawl inside the fort and get comfortable. "don't take all the credit, you act like you did all the work y/n" he utters joining you under the blanket in the fort. you ignore his snarky response and enjoy how well decorated the fort is. you have to admit, considering the fact that your dating a hot head with an exposing quirk - he took his time with the decor making sure it was perfect. all perfect for you. you ignore his snarky response and continue smiling aimlessly, slowly laying into his arms. as much as he wants to resist, he knows he can't. he knows he doesn't want to.
"i love you y/n"
#🖌️ — ꒰ sapphicshav ™ ꒱#🎈— ꒰ events! ꒱ #⭐ — ❝ slumber party ❞#💥 — ꒰ my hero academia ꒱#bakugou imagine#bnha bakugou#bakugo katsuki#bnha bakugo katsuki#bnha x reader#bakugo fluff#bakugo hcs#bakugo drabble#bnha drabble#bnha hcs#bnha fluff drabble#bakugou katsuki#katsuki bakugo x reader#katsuki bakugo mha
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Hello ! I come with some hot tea…
Kazutora being the sneaky little shit he is stealing our panties and showcasing them as trophies to Baji and Chifuyu. Yet the little perverts play dumb around you, tell you sweet nothings and act like caring friends when in reality all 3 loaded their seed into your stolen panties. Keeper of them : Kazutora.

BESTIE. I—
BRAIN GO BRRR. BECAUSE KAZUTORA IS 1000% A PANTY THEIF BUT SHOWING THEM OFF TO BAJI AND FUYU?!!
i'm kissing your beautiful brain rn 😚😚😚!!!
imagine casually mentioning that your panties are going missing and all three of them share glances with each other but are also simultaneously getting hard thinking about your scent, and filling your sweet pussy with their cum instead of your pretty panties ☹️🩷
I'M ‼️ HNSKAHWHDKSHVSKFK
#☁️ — mack's slumber party event#KISSING YOUR BRAIN!!!#EVERY GYRI AND SULCI#!!!!!#tokyo revengers smut#tokrev smut#kazutora hanemiya smut#chifuyu matsuno smut#keisuke baji smut
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Pajamas
I was thinking about what kind of event I would like to see in Twisted Wonderland and there is one thing bothering me... everytime there is a scene in the game where they woke up in the middle of the night or very early in the morning, they're all fully dressed. Like, are you sleeping in uniforms??
Or in the Halloween event case, did you all sleep in costume??
So... that could be cool to have an event like pajama party or something and have them in pajamas, and that would be used in futurs scenes in the entire game!
Am I the only one? Please tell me I'm not! :D
Maybe I should try and put my OCs in pajamas :p
#disney twisted wonderland#disney twst#twst#twst wonderland#twisted wonderland#twst event#pajama party#slumber party#pajamas#sleepwear
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ok u know that fake 80s horror movie meme that people did on tiktok well aside from the blatant goncharov plagiarism i feel like the idea isnt inherently bad but trying to convince people the movie is real while giving it an obscure and therefore easily googleable name like zapotha is unwise. like goncharov was always openly fake but the video said they want to convince people zepotha is real. too easy to fact check imo.
#if you want to convince ppl this is a real movie you gotta name it like. using the few things that 80s horror titles are allowed to use..#its gotta be some kind of combination of#'night of the (xyz)'. the name of a broad category of monster (demon werewolf etc). smth like freak/creep. massacre.#and/or some event that high schoolers would participate in. prom. graduation. camp. slumber party. etc. bonus pts if its a franchise.#like omg have you seen my favorite underrated 80s horror? Vampire Camp III: Night of the Were-Creeps? from 1987?#omg its soooo good you have to check it out. linnea quigley's best role. don't @ me you know im right.#avpost#you gotta give it a really tropey name so people cant like look it up and find nothing.#at the very least if you name it 'night of the ' people will find a ton of other horror movies and assume it's blocking out the right movie#anyway you dont have to watch the rest of the vampire camp series to understand the 3rd movie bc they explain the lore#in a campfire scene at the beginning. so youll be caught up. plus the second one was really weird and hasnt aged well#the first one is kind of a low budget 1981 gem but the bad dialogue and acting is really hard to get past. pretty good gore effects though.#check it out if you like that sort of thing but the series takes off at the 3rd movie. when they make it more horror comedy.#i think its getting a remake soon. directed by a woman!
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and since im back lets have a gt slumber party!! ask and replies r wide open - how was your day? what did you have for dinner? whos your gt crush? what sizey thoughts are on your mind?? its a party so lets GOOO
#i love a gt slumber party#i love to make up a little event like SURPISE#TONIGHTS SPECIAL <3 BC IVE DECIDED IT SO
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