#so like. i could do it. iwant to hold it in my hands

[youssefguedira]

emotional rollercoaster of eight mountains only english release on bluray -> try amazon.it -> dvd for reasonable price! -> subtitle language not listed -> zoom in on picture of the back cover -> sottotitoli: italiano per non udenti -> :l

[verycharismaticdragon]

On Air Island - chapter 4 - part 3

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Somehow, I didn't expect this option to win 😳 even though in retrospect it feels like it was strange to expect anything else...

(the transcript is available below the poll, under keep reading)

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Character speaking: dialogue line

regular chat message Donation: donation message

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Honari: What can we do……!

[player] donated 50 Small Diamond: He might wake up if you kiss him!

Hanse: What?! It can't be like that……! { Wha-a-at?! There’s no way that would happen……! }

Hanse: But if he needs resuscitation…… It's better to try anything…….

fantasy: LOL forhanse: Who knows lol

Hanse: Na-Naoto. Don't get me wrong! We're all for you, Naoto! { N-Naoto. Don’t misunderstand! It’s entirely for your sake, Naoto! }

Hanse: ……………(gulp)

Alice: Ugh, Hanse! What are you doing?

ABChanse: Are you really gonna do it? { Are you serious lol } goodboy: Hanse…

Hanse: Oh, Alice!

Alice: No matter how defenseless Naoto is!

OAIGOGO: Alice was surprised hasiopea: What a shame ilovebts: lol

[slapping sound with a regular beat]

Hanse: Ouch, ouch, ouch... It's a misunderstanding! Ouch!

Mr.Fact: Dude, you're so...... impressive, really impressive.

HalfWMoo: Wow she got a strong hand { Her hand will be sore lol } SoS_help: yeah lol

Mr.Fact: You're earning sponsorship money in such a disgraceful way.

Hanse: You're a fool! { Mr.Fact———! }

tissueak: Thank god really itsmine: ikr

Naoto: Ugh, ugh…… I don't know why I…… Isn't it better here…………?

Amouth: Ah! Flos: He is awake! Tomato: Fyuh! Thankfully! Iwant: Did he get hurt?

Honari: Huh, Naoto……! Are you awake?

Honari: Thank God…… I'm so glad.

Mr.Fact: Hey, Shirashinao. I just wanted to warn you in advance……

Princess: Is Naoto okay? soofarrr: Is he?

Mr.Fact: Where am I, who am I... ...?

Mr.Fact: Don't do this shit. It's seriously not funny at all.

NARICHAN: Argh cmon'ya: lol

Naoto: Excuse me?

Staff with a camera: I know, I know, I know, but you're a bit of an accident waiting to happen. { Hohoho, but no matter what anyone says, Mr.Fact, you are by far the most accident-prone. }

MOoMOo: lol HalfWMoo: You are the problem, Mr.Fact

Screen Writer: Just this once, I'm not going to hold you accountable for your unauthorized departure.

Mr.Fact: Oh, what a bunch of brats. { Ah, you guys are really picky~ }

MoMoliza: Will it be? lol { lol are you sure about that lol } 4Loss: ???: It's an unfamiliar ceiling… MyChick: The smell of antiseptic piercing through the nose…

Naoto: I feel like my ears are being contaminated by you, Mr. Fact.

MinjunGF: lol DUMMY: lol lol Carat: You’ve really changed for 360-degree ha? { You really did the 360 degree turn, huh? } JomSon: Are you two still the same… Is it a relief? { Those two are still the same… it’s a relief(?) }

Jin: I'm glad you didn't suffer any major trauma. You didn't even hit your head. { It's fortunate you didn't suffer any major injuries. It doesn’t look like you hit your head, either. }

Jin: Of course, you could have a concussion, so we have to be careful. { Of course, since that could lead to a concussion, you better be careful. }

Wannable: I AM SHAKING GeeksWay: Nice to hear that you were not hurt badly Iwant: But seriously, what happened?

Ezra: That was a close call.

Ezra: You're lucky, Naoto.

Naoto: Ugh...... is that what you're calling it?

Honari: What the hell happened to you before that? I was so surprised to hear you scream!

hanse1se: that’s why 180x181: I was really shocked LoveNari: Thought someone might have died or something;;; HeIsBaby: Be careful of your word

Screen Writer: I'd also like to hear why you broke away from the base camp without a word to the crew.

Naoto: Well, it was.........

Naoto: Holy shit, how did I forget that?

Hsworld: ????? BIGNING: What?? island: Seriously what?!?!?

Naoto: A strange creature attacked the PD. We need to make sure he is okay right now.

Galchi19: ?????? WOLKER: Eh??? sayaaa: What is that sound??? { What are you talking about? } weekend: Is that like wild animal? {What, like a wild animal? something like that?} ilovebts: Won’t it be like staged? { Isn’t he just making it up? Trying to justify going out } LoveNari: He is not someone who will talked about things like that though { But he’s not the type of person to do something like that… }

Mr.Fact: Ah~ Is this how you get donations?

Mr.Fact: Everyone, I'll find that strange creature and show it to you. For more donation!

Believe: Oh MyBank: LOL ImABear: LMAO 97amy: I am so curious, I should have check it myself { I’m curious, so I gotta go watch that } BugMan: Even in this situation, such words are coming out?;;

Naoto: Do you think I'm kidding!

A strange creature?

Maybe it was DUCKACOON?

Is it okay to continue the broadcast???

[f4gg0t-4-0b3y-m3]

TW: HEAVY ANGST! MURDER IMPLICATIONS! SUICIDE!

this is a vent post

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

hi zane! its been a while since we last talked :(

you missed my b-day :(

i miss you a lot

my bf broke up with me idk if i told uou

but

its mainly cuz hes gay and im not biologically a boy

i miss you…

please be online soon

im sorry im being so clingy but i have attachment issues

and i hope that your ok

because im just behind a screen and idk if your even alive rn

luka is barely active

i haven’t heard from nina in months

i genuinely care for you

because i love you

and it took me forever to tell you because well one you aren’t attracted to guys

and two because i was to affraid to say no when someone asked me out

but now im the one asking

im sure that tour gonna say no but

zane

i love you

i have since i started to get to know you

every message you sent gave me butterflies

every time you were offline scared me

everytime you vented to me about your father iwanted to kill your father and tell you it will be ok

every time we talked always made me happy

everytime you always gave me smooches from the screen gave me mini heart attacks because of my feelings

anytime we talked always felt like heaven to me

and it KILLS me when your not online

but zane

please know i love you

i really really do love you

if you are alive and well and still have your account please

please just give me a sign

because your all thats on my mind

your all i end up thinking about at the end of the day

please! just please give me a sign your alive!

i hate feeling like i habe no one to talk to because your one of the very few people who actually fucking know how i feel

and i hate that i cant talk to you!

im begging you zane

give me some sort of sign that your alive

i love you

i hope you and nina are ok

💙

TW: SUICIDE

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

it had been a month since artemis had last spoken to his online friend zane and few months since he spoke to his online friend nina.

they were all he could think about as there were his dearest friends (and crush) but they lived across the globe so artemis had no way to contact them except for instagram

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

artemis sits in his bed, sobbing. sketch book in front of him covered in his blood with a razor still in his hand. his shins covered in deep cuts as his blood stains his blue sheets

his wrists covered in blood and cuts. one cut in particular was specifically placed, directly on his wrist, over a vital artery.

artemis sobs come out broken and quiet as he looses more and more blood.

he gets enough strength to send one last text to his love, zane

‘hey zane…im sorry i couldnt be strong enough for you…but i couldnt take it any more…if i don’t respond then i am dead…im sorry tou have to fins out this way but its what had to be done’

he weakly slumps down into a fetal position as his phone lay close to the boys eyes, waiting for a response from zane. seeing no change he weakly sends out one more message.

‘i love you…thank you for being in my life…take care of yourself for me…and please tell luka what happened.’

he smiles at his bloodied screen before he turns his phone off and holds it to his chest. he smiles once more before fading into unconsciousness.

that day very many people that knew artemis, lost the bright and sunshiny person they were proud to know…

[vyladromeave]

SHABOWKNIGHT HEADCANONS PLASTERBOATS

This is how Shabowknights work in my brain. It just is. 

(Warning this is super long. like really long. its literally like 69k+ words im not kid. ding. i did include a couple poupble to help break up the bup the text. so. good lick.)

BECOMING A SHADOWKNIGHT

There is only one requirement for a person to become a shadowknight: you gotta feel it. you gotta reel it. you gotta feel it in the heart of the cards. sometimes ur having a rough day and youknow what thats fine. the shadowlord is totally there for you. hes your homie. your bro. your bromie. he can be anything you want him to be. but most importantly he is here for YOU. hes the cool boss. he lets you slack off on fridays, he puts slightly outdated memes in his powerpoint presentations. all for you. you’re welcome.

Now I hear what you’re thinking. What happens when the Shadowlord has a bad day? He can’t always be there for you, right? Wrong. The Shadowlord is on that grind, as the kids say. The grind never stops. no breaks. Stops? no stops. the only thing the Shadowlord is putting a stop to is ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛɪʀᴇ ʀᴜ'ᴀᴜɴ ʀᴇɢɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʟʟᴀɢᴇ-ʟᴏʀᴅ sʏsᴛᴇᴍ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢᴏᴠᴇʀɴs ɪᴛ. Hes up all night and all day, working hard for you. give him a big thank you.

Not convinced? here’s a cool diagram he made for you. this could be us. you could be partially dead BUT holding hands with your best bro the Shadowlord. and really, what’s better than that? ghat? yeah? no. nothing. nothing is better. look at this diagram and fucking weep.

•

SHADOWKNIGHTS AND IMMORTALITY

All Shadowknights are immortal, as in immune to giving a shit. they just dont give a shit. they can just sit around for hours not giving a shit. do you give a shit? you shouldnt. you shoulding. houlding. hold mushrrom. thats what you should be doing right now. what are you waiting for? well???????????

If you were a Shadowknight, you could be holding a mushroom right now. That’s right. a whole mushroom just for you. but you arent. so you wont. why not? what’s stopping you? pledging your undying allegiance to the Shadowlord isnt so bad, we promise. it rocks, actually. we have pizza parties at the end of every month. does your employer hold pizza parties at the end of every month? I didn’t fucking think so.

Now I know what you’re thinking. But I dont waaaannnaaa kill the person I love the most! Well guess what? Sometimes you have to make hard decisions in life. Which is why you’re lucky that this decision is actually an easy one! I mean think about it, end of the month pizza party, mortal emotional attatchments. attachemnts. atatchments. fuck. however you spell it. Which one sounds cool as hell? Thats right. I don’t even have to say it. you know the answer. you already know the answer. i put it in your breain and it stays there.

•

Your favorite pizza topping.

What do you want on your pizza? I know you’re technically not one of the bros yet, but theres no way you wont be after all this, so I figured I’d go ahead and get your order down. Yeah i know the pizza party is a month away. im not ordering it right now. im ordering it later. that way its still fresh when it shows up. 

Although the delivery times out here in the nether kinda stink if I’m being honest. dont tell the shadowlord I said that though. he puts in a lot of time and effort to making sure everything is cool down here and like, really he doesn’t need to worry about the whole pizza delivery thing. like he already puts in so much time, the least i can do is cover the pizza thing yknow? 

I actually made the pizzas one month. have you ever made hundreds of personal pan custom pepperoni pizzas. its a lot of work. seriously. I kept burning them. so many burnt personal pan piping hot pipper pepper pepperoni personal pan personal pizzas. luckily im immune to fire, and i can never die. if you were one of the bros, you could be too. here’s your pizza.

•

Consuming the Pizza

Go on. eat it. I made it for you. what do you mean when did I have time to make a pizza? just now, while we were talking. didn’t you notice? maybe not. I’m good at making pizzas quickly now. ive had a lot of practice. maybe we could make some personal pan pinni mini pan pepperoni pizzas togethethter sometime.

oh my god. wait. im an idiot. im a fool. i was so focused on making you your personal pan pipini piziza pepperoni peper piza that i didnt even hear what you wanted for your toppings. im so sorry. oh my gosh im so sorry. i really didn’t mean to, i just got caught up in the moment. really. i promise. i know this reflects really badly on the whole shadowknight thing, but i promise this is a rare occasion. really. all the bros here in the nether are really kind and thoughtful, so stuff like this rarely ever happens. I really hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me.

maybe its better that we dont have personal pipizini personal pan papaza pizzas. im not actually that good at making the pizazis. i lied. im sorry. im so sorry. this doesnt normally happen. i just wanted to sound cool. its been so long since someone’s considered joining the bros, i just wanted you to really like me. im so sorry. oh my god. im so sorry.

•

A Reformed Pizza

The pizza is metaphorical. we’re still friends, right? we’re still bros? future potential bros? the potential kinetic mechanical energy of bros? thats a little science joke for you, whwhwhere i just said the science words. I havent learned about science in a while, ive been stuck down here making personal pan pizzazos for a while. im sorry about the pizza thing again, by the way. i tossed  your bad personal pan pizza in the lava pool over there to make up for how sucks it was. it was really bad. yeah. its probably a good thing that nobody ate it.

A Sturdier Pizza

The pizza is literal. We can make a new pizza. together. with my powers and yours combined. give me your hand. we are holding hands now. these are the hands that will make a new pizza. together. we can do it if we believe. do you believe? in our new world? in our now pizza? you should. you should believe. you better fucking believe it.

look at thsi shit. ohhhhooooooollyf uck. look at that pizza. holy shit. look at that piza. holy shit. balls.

•

Natural Abiblibties

sorry im still jsut thinkginbg aboutt he pizza. homygod. holy shit. did youz seetheat pizza. did you see it. arey you looking. at the pizza. ohmygodc. look at thits. is. its. the pizza. its fucking perfect look at it. ive never made a pizza like that before. we diddit tofgotehr. we did it. the pizza. we did it.

iknow itsnoth the end of the month yet but iwant to have a pizza party. lets do it again. we’re strong enough. we can take on anything tofeger. antyhign. even pizza. especially pizaz. we can. iknow you dont believe it but its strue. lets do it again. lets make a pizza one more time. what dtopping do you want to put on it this time? mushrrom? we can do mushrrom.

here. im handing you a mushrrom. you can put it on the pizza. its a topping. there are many toppings you can put on pizza. you can put on extra cheese too. then iets ecxtra cheesy. cheesy peezy. pizza.

lets do it together.

•

Additional Pizzas

we’ve made so many pizzas. thatslike two whole pizzas. wholy fuck. holy shit. thats twho whole pizzas. bro. thats great! thats amazing! thats two more pizzas than we had before. like seriously we set our mind to the piizza and our brain to the pizza and you smush it and you sus it and then you pizza. woaw! pizza. pizza.

what if we made more pizzas.we could make a pizza for everyone. everyone could knpow of our pizzas. everyone could be just as happy as us. isnt that great? isnt that amazing? we could all pizzas. we could ALL pizzas.

hold on. im calling the bros. they need to know. they need to pizza. ive got two bros right here ready for a pizza. do you think we can do it. thats double the pizza we’ve already made. it could be tough. i know this is a lot of pressure, and it really means a lot to me, but its ok if you want to back down now. pizza is a lot of work. its hard work. i know it is. you know it now too. but we can pizza. we can pizza together.

•

THANK YOU FOR PIZZA!

:) the bros really enjoyed the pizza. thanks for helping me make pizza very appreciate very cool. pizza. im handing you a pizza coupon right now i am folding it into your hand. what store does it go to? dont worry about that. its just a coupon for pizza, you dont have to worry about the specifics. they’ll know what to do with it.

they’ll know.

:)

[thatbangtanbloom]

between us | jjk

between us | jeon jungkook

characters: jungkook x reader

au(s): college!au, best friends!au

categories: fluff, holiday (i just love christmas and there’s a bit of christmas here)

word count: 1,921

“It doesn’t matter because whatever we have, we keep between us.”

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Part One: The Library

The Cosmos, Literature on the Discourse of the Human body and Physics, Heavenly and Celestial Bodies in Regards to the Human Race,��� all titles of books that YN had no interest in as long as he was on her mind. Of course, it had been him, the boy that she had loved first, last, and always would. It had been yet another study date that she had planned with him, only a few days before finals in a vain attempt to help the older boy raise his GPA one last time before his final tournament before graduating and here she was alone - alone between the bookshelves and doing her best not to fall asleep for the umpteenth time.

“When I see him, I am going to give him a piece of my mind. YN we are not going to let his pretty face push us around anymore! No longer will we suffer the pain-” She mumbles to herself as she skims the pages about the fovea section of the eye, only to feel the sudden jolt of a twenty-one year old boy and his backpack plummeting down beside her. 

“Shit, I didn’t realize how much time had passed at practice,” Rasps the voice of a boy who ruffles her hair and laughs at how frustrated she looks, “Yah! I told you that I would be late. You know that coach is always riding my ass.”

“And you’re not riding mine by asking to study with me last minute?” She asks with furrowed brows before pursuing her lips. Yes, YN, she mumbles to herself in triumph. She would not fall to him again. “We have finals in two days and I know you are an athlete but Jungkook don’t you---”

Jungkook only smirks at his girlfriend, lips pulling together to show his signature bunny smile before he cups her cheeks with both hands and he strokes her bottom lip before raising a brow. “Huh? What were you saying? I think I got distracted by your beauty.” He muses and she goes mute.

On second thought, maybe she could let him slide. After all, he was always so attentive when she spoke. He was a smart man too. How else could he be so physically coordinated in ways that she could never be? Damn, that boy was a dream.

“N-nothing,” She stutters with flustered cheeks before she pops her book into his lap and pulls him close by his jacket and leans her head on his shoulder. “Just don’t come late again, okay?”

Jungkook nods before he kisses the top of her head and she swears to god that she is going to die. She will. God, he was so good to her. “I won’t, jagi. I’ll tell coach to just ride Jimin hyung next time,” He muses with a soft giggle before he licks his lips to look over the book. “Now, let’s get on to studying, right?”

God, he was perfect. He did have the prettiest eyes, the way that they angled in a perfect crease and how open they were - how beautiful they were in ways that she could not describe. Even the best painters could not imitate his beauty and she finds herself holding her breath without knowing. She would die for him. She is certain.

Even looking back at it now, she couldn’t believe how  she managed her luck. Not to say she was chopped liver, but next to her, Jungkook was a god. A jack of all trades and he was all hers. She still can’t believe how he had managed to slip a piece of paper between her binder (biology, because of course he knew that was her favorite subject and that she would check that first) to ask her to be his. After years of pining and dropping subtle hints, he was hers and there was nothing that inhibited it. 

“YN-ah?” He sing songs before he taps her head before kissing her cheek.   He always knew how to make her pay attention to him - not that it was hard for him. “I almost lost you for a second baby,” He muses. 

And god, yes, he will be the death of her.

She shakes her head, cheeks flushed pink and turning the page to throw her highlighter at him. “Make sure to highlight the notes you find most helpful. And not the whole thing,”

“But what if I wanted to?” He asks with a cheeky smile before he tucks her hair behind her ear. “Would that be so bad?” Jungkook was a man of not just trying, but doing, and he loved nothing more but to fluster his girlfriend. He always knew the way to make her heart flutter and tease her in a way that he only could.

 She falters like a flower under a weight, perhaps that was analogous to Jungkook in her. She wonders if she is the paper or the flower. “N-no,” She stutters, flustered before he entwines his fingers with hers. 

Jungkook chuckles before he pulls her hand close and pauses before he yawns. “What if we just napped and studied together later?” He asks in a gentle tone; his voice barely above a whisper as his hand brushes her cheek.

“Sleep here?” She asks, her voice almost straining at the idea. 

“Or we can go back to my dorm and cuddle.” He muses before he smirks. “I’ll big spoon you. No questions ask, fellow big spoon.” He replies - already standing up. 

She is quick to follow. She would follow him to the ends of the earth if she could.

“It’s almost Christmas,” He adds with a small grin. “We could grab marshmallows and have a snowball fight on the way. And you will lose.” He replies before he cups her cheeks before kissing her forehead. “Or maybe I can go easy on you.”

“Whatever you want,” She muses with a grin. And without words, he knew she was all he ever wanted. 

Part Two: The Night Before Christmas

As much as she hated to admit it (or really, she never truly hesitated to say i, she was whipped for him in a way that could only mirror the way her elder sister liked Min Yoongi, the campus’s star basketball player ), she knew that she was always second best to when it came to his athletics. She knew that Jungkook always did his best to reassure that swimming was not more important than she was, but after a series of cancelled dates and meaningless texts of apologies, she was starting to grow tired of the steady routine.

Kook: noona? 

YN-ah: what is it? 

Kook: can you come outside?

Kook: i know that it’s christmas eve and you’re upset with me, but iwant to spend time with my favorite girl

Kook: * i want 

YN-ah: ….

YN-ah: sure

She always hated how quick she was to give in to him, but she always did because she loved and adored him. She would not have it any other way. 

Twenty minutes pass before she hears the familiar rustling of trees against her window and she nearly jumps out of her skin when she notices the boy with the pretty doe eyes lingering outside of her window with a small grin.

“Jungkook! Are you crazy?” She whisper yells as she opens the window and helps him. He’s shivering slightly from the cold, but he feels warm in her embrace. “What if my sister woke up?” She replies with a deep frown.

Jungkook chuckles, “You have a closet for a reason. I don’t mind hiding in there with you,” He muses with a smirk as he plays with the hem of her shirt before he moves to her bed and quickly discards his shoes. “We just got back from the competition and I want to spend midnight on christmas with you. You have my heart.”

“I-i do?” She stutters, but she knows it is the truth. He was never the type to hold back when it came to his emotions, never in a million years could he have imagined that he would land a girl who so out of his league, but he did and he loved her for it. 

Jungkook nods before he wraps his arms around her and pulls the covers of the two of them. He is mindful to tuck the blanket over his head in case any prying eyes wanted to check up on the girl. “You do, I have always wanted make your day.” He smiles as he tucks her hair behind her ear. “I guess that’s what makes us meant to be.” 

“Meant to be?” She asks in a voice barely above a whisper. 

He laughs at her in reply, “I like how we keep things just between us, no matter how little or how much we have, it’s ours and we are together.” He kisses her mouth gently before he smiles. “It doesn’t matter what we’ll have because we keep it between us.” 

She blushes hard, as he expected and he kisses her forehead with a small laugh. 

“If you become any redder, you’ll be a tomato.” He replies as his arms wrap around her waist. “If I had to be honest, I always think about you when I am out there on the road. Not once is there a time where I don't think about you… If I could, I would keep you in my pocket and we could live out all of our days together.” He licks his lips. “I am young - I know that, and so are you and I know that we lack a lot, but I think with you, I find myself becoming a better person

 There is no one on this earth who is as sweet as you are.. Every time I get in the pool, it makes me realize that it is no longer the pool that makes me feel at home, but it is you.”

“Nothing else makes me feel as happy as you do, and there is no one who makes me relate to them better than you do.” He smiles gently before licking his lips. “Together, we are something that shines together… and I wish I could show you all of me, but as we spend more time together, I know that we can and we will.There’s nothing like us, no one could ever make me as happy as you make me… I look at you and my heart stops and I know that being with you is the best decision I have ever made. I know that I am not always the best boyfriend, that I’m busy or I dont’ show you the affection that you love and adore without reason, but you give me a purpose that makes me realize that what I have is so much bigger than myself.” He replies before he smiles at her gently. “I promise to never break a promise to you again, and-” He smiles at her before he shifts. “I know this is a shitty way to propose,  but can I give you a Christmas gift?” 

YN’s brows furrow. “P-propose?”

Jungkook sends her his signature bunny toothed smile before he shifts to dig into his jean pocket to pop out a small ring. “Will you marry me?” He asks with a grin.

And her answer? 

Well, it all goes without saying. 

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What do you think your answer would have been? Feel free to leave a comment :)  Don’t be a silent reader!

[foragecore]

tbh i think im close to the most genuinely heartbroken ive ever been. just because idk i love this boy in such an unselfish way. i dont like him cuz he made me feel special, or because i need someone to pay attention to me. its cool im working on myself, i dont need anyones approval. i dont Need him but i want him so much. iwant to be around for him, hold his hand, grow up with him. but what i want most is for him to be happy so i just have to. let him free i guess. i know im not right for everybody and theres people who are better without me in their lives and ive had to accept that and let them go before but man this doesnt feel like that. i think im good for him and i could make him really really happy. i dont even really know what happened. but anyways i talked to my mum told me to listen to lizzo so imma do that n try to ride this wave. boy problemz lmao

[bruciewayne]

nyu residents

buckytony (mostly tony) trying to set up samsteve, humor, fluff, 1k

for ‘bucky barnes’ on @iron-man-bingo

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Tony unashamedly flops his head onto Bucky’s lap with a long, drawn to groan.

“Next time you headbutt my dick, give me a warning,” Bucky grumbles, just for show, as he puts aside his book.

Tony lets out another groan and stays, with his head buried in Bucky’s lap, for a minute, before lifting up to say, “I hate him, I hate him so goddamn much.”

Bucky pats him on his head and threads his hands through his hair, “I know, doll.”

“He walks around my tower, all mopey and shit,” Tony carries on, leaning into his touch and shuffling himself on the couch, so his legs are stretched out, “because he thinks that his best budd-- one of his best buddies doesn’t like him.”

“He knows damn well that Sam likes him as a friend, the problem is him believing that Sam loves him,” Bucky says, leaning down to kiss Tony’s forehead.

If he weren’t such good friends with Steve and Sam, he would have kicked them out of the tower already - he cannot have their pining stinking up where he’s very happily conducting a relationship. And if Bucky weren’t such good friends with them, (not that he’ll ever say it out loud about Sam) he would’ve kicked them off the top floor (provided, of course, that Sam’s wings were hidden. Not destroyed, because Tony made them, only hidden).

“Tell me he wasn’t his hopeless before,” Tony begs, staring up at Bucky, brown eyes wide.

“He was worse.”

Tony screams, “Fuck”, loud enough that JARVIS has to relay a message from Natasha, who’s in the gym, for them to ‘stop fucking in the living room again’.

Bucky grins in that lewd way that gets Tony harder than rock candy, faster than light, “Wanna fuck in the living room?”

-

“What if we set them up,” Tony says, after trying to catch his breath for ten minutes.

Bucky catches on to what he’s talking about a little slower than he usually would, but he chalks that up to the way Tony looks, sweaty and messed up and so damn gorgeous, he wouldn’t be surprised if he’s exponentially losing brain cells just looking at him.

“Should I be concerned that you’re thinking of my best friend when you're in bed with me,” Bucky muses.

Tony rolls his eyes and then drops a series of kisses, going from his shoulder and travelling up to the side of his neck until he reaches his ear. “Yes.”

Bucky laughs. It’s a bright and brilliant sound that Tony’ll never get sick of, he knows that the probably looks lovesick right now, but he can’t bring himself to tamp it down. Or care.

“I love you,” he mumbles into his skin. He feels him smile and press a kiss to his hair.

“I love you too.”

-

“Blind date,” Tony says, in lieu of a greeting, a week later, hugging Bucky from behind and nosing the back of his neck.

Bucky leans back a little into his hold, still chopping strawberries. “Sam’s not that stupid.”

Tony laughs. “I’m telling him you said that.”

“Betrayal from my lover? God no,” Bucky says grinning, putting the knife down to turn around and hold Tony properly, “why do you want this so bad for them?”

Bucky wants his friends to be happy, of course he does, and he as far more faith in them than he communicates. They’ll probably get together at all by themselves. Hopefully.

“Iwant’ emtobehappy,” Tony mumbles. As much as he complains, loudly, about their UST, and the jokes about throwing them out the tower, he genuinely just wants them to be happy, both of them deserve it.

And it’s pure agony, watching them dance around each other like this, somehow, it’s gotten worse in the past week.

Bucky then properly hugs him, wrapping his arms tight around his boyfriend, it’s not a case of waiting for them to be ready, according to Natalia, they’ve been ‘ready’ since they went to look for him.

A lot has changed, but Steve Rogers will never not be a moron.

-

They try to set them up on dates, playing them off as team gatherings, except the rest of the team has to cancel last minute, but those failed. Spectacularly. The first one, in a little diner just on the edge of Brooklyn, turned into a gunfight and the diner turned out to be a front for a drug ring.

The second one, a picnic in Central Park, ended up being a superhero meet & greet, which both of them liked doing, so harm only to Tony’s cortisol levels. Fortunately, Bucky has a tried and tested way to get him to relax.

The last one, simply just a drink on the roof, because the Perseids were at their peak tonight, got utterly ruined by none other than Mother Nature herself, with a dark storm, Tony doesn’t even bother checking if they’re there.

At this point, he wouldn’t be surprised if someone was actively sabotaging his plans.

“Y’know, sweetheart,” Bucky says, wrapping an arm around him and pressing kisses to his temple, hopefully staving off cardiac arrest, “I think this is a sign from the universe.”

“Well,” Tony decides, leaning into Bucky’s hold, “the universe can go FUCK ITSELF!” He yells the last part while flipping off the sky. He gets a flash of lightning and the rumble of thunder seconds later.

Now, Tony’s a stubborn man (which, he maintains, isn’t a flaw, stubbornness got him where he is) but this is the breaking point for him, he gives up. He tells Bucky, mumbles it into his chest, resignedly. Bucky, the Winter Bastard, laughs.

-

Tony’s at peace in the morning, he wakes up in the arms of his boyfriend, he’s comfortable, and he doesn’t have any meetings or anything fabricating in the ‘shop, meaning, he can have morning sex. So he does.

So, you could say that he’s in a relatively good mood by the time he comes downstairs for food.

The very first thing Tony does when he goes into the kitchen, upon seeing Sam and Steve, both blushing and about ten feet away from one another, and realising that one of them must have done something stupid, the very first thing he does, even before coffee, or food, is scream, loud and frustrated.

“Tony, are you okay?” Steve seems to recover first, stepping away from Sam, towards Tony.

“No!” Tony says, fuming, “I gave up! I gave up on you two!”

“Doll, what’s going on,” Bucky says, coming into the kitchen and hugging Tony from behind.

“Those two,” Tony seethes, “I’m making a rule, no more UST in this tower, a single milligram and the offender will be kicked out and forced to live in NYU dorms, it that clear?”

Without waiting for them to answer - both of them looked to be hiding laughter, Tony carries on, “That means you, Mr BirdMan, and you, Captain Virgin, are out! Bye-bye, cheerio, have fun living with rats!”

Bucky starts laughing too, giggling into Tony’s neck, “Honey, they sorted themselves out last week.”

Bucky will forever be annoyed that that’s what makes Tony scream loud enough to lose his voice for a day.

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Freddy's Little Princess

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It began like it always did. Swings. Their chains creaking rhythmically in the distance, close but too far to see. Then the cold hit. Biting, with pinpricks of ice where the snow hit her exposed forearms. Aurie cursed under her breath, irritated by her own hopes for a nights rest. It had been weeks. And every. Single. Night. She ended up right there. Listening to the swings. Freezing. Breaths puffing into life in front of her. Near violent shivering building up as time went on. Then, when she was miserable and beginning to lose feeling in her nose, and only then, he would show up. It didn’t matter if she ran, stayed put, hid, hurt herself to try and wake up, nothing changed. She always ended up back with him. He always found her. She wasn’t going anywhere, and she would wake up when he damn well pleased.

Aurie’s body ached from the prolonged torment, nicks from his claws, bruises from hits and a too hard grip. Bites. “Bruises”. She’d woken up a week ago with a neat ‘FK’ carved into her left shoulder blade. Freddy Krueger. It was scarring. A harsh giggle hurt her throat. It was never ending, not even when she was awake. Why didn’t he kill her? He’s forced her to watch him kill others. So soft and attentive to her after, taking her punches and screams until she started sobbing and he could carry her back to her own dreamland. Bridal style, of course, with her head tucked into his shoulder. Possessive but gentle.

He was harsh, but so, so, achingly, gentle.

She heard him before she saw him this time. The deliberate crunch of his steps across the snow. The metallic shing of his knives. She resolutely faced forward, refusing to acknowledge his existence anymore than she had to. The faintest tremor ran up her spine as his steps came to an end close enough for her to feel his breath on her neck.

“It’s always so nice to see my little Princess... Why doesn’t she wanna see me? Hmm?” The rough hum of his voice was almost soothing. High enough to ring clear no matter the volume, but harsh enough to growl. Aurie couldn’t hold in her twitch as his hands came to rest on her shoulders suddenly, tugging her around to face him before she realized what he was doing. But what stopped her from looking away was his expression. Not so calm. Not so sneering. Not so cruel. He looked...disappointed almost. Sad. Mourning.

Her heart ached despite itself.

“There you are, your Highness.” A single claw ran along her cheek, dangerously close to her eye, tapping the tip of her nose with a huff. “Always so stubborn. So frightened. A little rabbit, arnt’cha? So fragile….” She stared, wide eyed, unsure of his plan. This...wasn’t the same. The predatory air he always held was dangerously tense right now. She felt…..like a rabbit. Under the watchful gaze of a fox, no less.

“....not fragile enough to break.” Her voice was smooth and steely, but there was a breathy undercurrent that made her stomach churn in rebellion. He hummed, eye softening just enough to notice.

“No. Not to break. A little bit of bending though, that we can do. You’ve been so bad lately, perhaps you need a formal lesson. You can’t keep running away and hurting yourself.” He stepped forward as he spoke until she was looking up into his eyes, chests almost touching with every breathe in. “I only want want what’s best for you, after all. Youare Freddy’s little Princess, after all. My Aurora. Sweet Aurie. So soft for me…” He was running his hands down her arms now, pausing to curl the clawed one around her own. Threading the knives between her fingers so she had no choice but to lock on or risk an accidental cut. His left going to her waist, drawing her forward the last few inches to rest directly against him. She shuddered softly as their bodies met, his heat radiating into what felt like her soul. Aurie couldn’t help but relax. She knew he wouldn’t seriously hurt her. Didn’t she? Everything was beginning to seem a little foggy. Her mind was slipping into that nice place she went with him, where everything was ok. She was his little Princess. And Freddy took care of what was his. She just had to make him happy. The world was so much simpler like this.

“There we go, just listen to Freddy.” He eyed her slumping form, the barest flicker of a smirk crossing his still unburnt face. Patience always reaped the best rewards. It wouldn’t be long before she really was his, not just when coaxed into the headspace he had created for her. Aurie didn’t react as he cuddled her to his side and began to walk into the school. She just sighed into the warmth and softness of his sweater. The smell of ash and flesh no longer registering as anything but Freddy.

They didn’t stop until they reached his secret room, neatly tucked away behind the boiler room. It was hot down there, as always, and Aurie felt herself begin to re-emerge into clarity with the absence of the cold that made her need Freddy so badly. It didn’t last long, fading once more as he laid her on the bed in the corner, body folding obediently with his pushes. Then, he left. She was left with her thoughts. It took almost ten minutes for her to move again, limbs too pliant and gooey to be of any use. She wanted to stay right here until he came back. She would be good if it meant he’d be nice to her. The warmth and firmness of his touch rattled her, even outside of the dreamworld where she knew, distantly, he manipulated her mind. He knew what he was doing and what he wanted, which was somehow her. It was...satisfying. To be wanted in such a way. All human beings craved that, her lizard brain was having a hard time differentiating between the average desire and the sick possessiveness of the demon in question. She knew he thought of her as a toy to play with until he broke it. Then onto the next obsession. Consuming her for all she had. Body, mind, and soul. But, for now, she just wanted to be good. Freddy was right when he said she’d been particularly fierce this week. The last of her reserves. But she was tired now in ways she hadn’t even known possible. It wasn’t giving in. She kept telling herself that, screaming it like a mantra in her head. This wasn’tgiving in. She sat up right as Freddy walked back into the room. A moment of silence stretched on as they regarded each other, Aurie still trying to adjust to this new, human, visage. Freddy wasn’t the one to interrupt the background hum of the boiler and seemed as surprised by that fact as she was.

“What do you want from me?” It was soft, the way she looked at him when she asked. Her exhaustion was mixing with the comforting claustrophobia of the room and she couldn’t bring herself to care about appearances anymore. She needed to know. She was tired of fighting against an unknown goal from an unpredictable predator. Aurie just wanted to rest. To be calm and safe and taken care of instead of being the one to do it for everyone else. Freddy knew. He had always known. She couldn’t bring herself to be horrified by the ease at which he’d brought her to this moment. Poking, prodding, patient, and meticulous.

He didn’t answer until he had crossed the room, not even two feet away from where she sat on the bed. Making her lean back to maintain eye contact, neck bared.

“What do Iwant?” His clawed hand raised to hold her cheek, petting down her face when she didn’t yank away like she typically would.

“What I want is simple.” The hand had threaded through her hair now.

“I want you.” He pushed her down abruptly, flat on the bed once more, immediately leaning over her as she went.

“Body…” He placed his hands on either side of her torso.

“Mind…” She felt his breath on her cheek for a moment as he bent further to drag his nose along her exposed throat. When her head had tipped back, she wasn’t sure. He drew back after a moment. Stared directly into her eyes. She felt so small.

“And soul.” He breathed the words across her lips, gaze flickering down from pinning her in place. They stayed there for what could have been a second or an hour, tense, and waiting to see who would break first.

Aurie tried to tell herself he had kissed her, but she knew the instant sheslammed her lips onto his that she had broken. Had she ever really stood a chance? At least Freddy didn’t let her wonder for long, nipping at her lower lip until she gasped and let him in. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, stretching his ever present sweater with the desperation in her grip. She was finally, finally, getting the attention her body had been craving for god knows how long. Gasping breaths between kisses threatened to turn into whimpers, but she choked them down. Small victories. His hands began to wander, gloved holding Aurie in place by her shoulder as his left began to slide down her torso. He avoided her chest entirely, caressing her sides and stomach before latching onto her hip. He pulled back from the kiss, almost breathless himself. It did something to her to see Freddy like this and she refused to think further on it despite the strange twinge in her gut. He smirked, some of his typical smugness leaking back into his expression. He lowered his face again, but avoided her lips, pressing a chaste peck to the side of her mouth before moving down. Peppering her jaw with firm nips and kisses. She whined at that, unable to swallow the noise in time to her horror. The chuckle that followed made her want to die, but when he bagan sucking a hickey into the juncture of her neck and jaw she forgot why she’d been quiet in the first place.

By the time he’d made his way to her shoulders there were bruises blossoming into existence down the entire right side of her throat and she was whimpering with every touch. He leaned back to admire his work, a dark chuckle rumbling through his chest as he took in her needy squirming. Aurie was panting, arching her back to try and get him to resume his ministrations. She ached like she’d never felt before, sensitive and trembling. God knows what Freddy was doing to her in this dream, but it felt so good.It was getting harder and harder to care who was doing this, just that they kept going.

“There you go, let Freddy take care of you Princess.” He crooned right into her ear as his weight bared down on her again, traveling the expanse of her neck down to her chest. When had her shirt come off? Was she wearing a bra or was that gone too? Her face scrunched up slightly as she struggled to keep track of the world around her. All Aurie’s efforts were shot to hell a moment later regardless, when she felt him latch onto her breast as he kneaded her hips. She wasstilled clothed from the waist down, the sensation of his claws through the fabric combining with his soft ministrations to her chest had her reeling. The danger wasn’t gone, he could still kill, torture, harm, etc. But for now he was choosing to make her feel good. This dangerous being was focussed on herfor now and she couldn’t help but melt at the thought. Part of her was still fighting, trying to avoid Freddy’s influence despite it all. She’d seen what he did to people for fuck’s sake. To kids….. But that wasn’t her Freddy, was it? This one was different.

Aurie slipped a little further into this cozy reality Freddy had made for her.

This wasn’t Freddy Krueger, who murdered, raped, and tortured. The man currently traveling down her stomach with bites and bruises was Freddy. Just...Freddy. Who wasn’t burnt and still had soft eyes. It didn’t matter that they held the same vicious sadism as before. That he was still hurting her, just enough to notice. Just enough for some bites to bleed. But not enough to bring her back from the abyss. She almost didn’t even notice his glove coming off as Freddy leaned over to face her again. She sure as fuck noticed when it slipped under the band of her sweats, just enough to be dangerously close to her core. Aurie shuddered, eyes shutting for a moment as the last of her objections died away. Her hips bucked when she opened her eyes to see Freddy less than an inch from her face, a low chuckle hissing past his lips onto hers when she did.

His eyes were dark in the dim light of the boiler room and his gaze intense. Just because she couldn’t really see them, didn’t mean she couldn’t feel his stare. He caught her, almost unblinking with his intensity, as his hand slid down that little bit more. The first touch of his fingers to her clit was electric, making her arch off the bed with a gasp. But he followed her head up, making her maintain eye contact as he circled that delicious bundle of nerves far, far, too slowly. Pinned as she was both by Freddy’s body and some force she could see, Aurie had no choice to writhe in place as he teased her. Her voice broke embarrassingly fast, a long groan drowning out the boiler for a moment. But she didn’t have time to be embarrassed as Freddy instantly sped up, a shout breaking free almost immediately after.Her hips bucked harshly as she panted, but the second she silenced herself he stopped. The sob that broke out of her would have been appalling in any other circumstance, but she was so. Fucking.Sensitive.It physically hurt not to have that contact, especially now that she’d had it.

“…..se.” Freddy cocked his head, leaning back with an unreadable expression.

“...ease” Aurie jerked her head back and forth in frustration, a long groan making her discomfort clear to an increasingly amused Freddy. It was getting harder to focus on her rage at that fact, though, and she managed to spit out the whole word on her next try.

“Please, god dammit.”

“Now, now. Is that any way for a beautiful young Princess to ask for something? Hmmm?” He sped up just enough to take the pain out of the need, but not nearly satisfactorily. “How about you ask nicely and maybe Freddy’ll give you what you want. Can’t be spoiling you, now can I?” The faux honey oozing from his voice made her grit her teeth, but she was beyond her dignity at this point, it seemed.

“Please, Freddy.”

“Better. But not quite. Come on, sweetheart. You can do better than that.” He punctuated his words with another bite to her other should, making her whimper at the delicious sting mixing with her not-enough pleasure.

“Please, sir.” Her eyes watered as the next part forced itself past her lips. “I’ll be a good little Princess for you...”

The sudden lack of warmth hit her before her body screamed at her that he’d stopped touching her. Aurie’s head snapped down to see Freddy finish yanking off her pants and underwear, an undeniable hunger in his sneer now. Her thighs were yanked open faster than she could even begin to hold them together, Freddy’s tongue licking a stripe up the moment he almost fell to his knees at the side of the bed. She yelled, there was no other word for it. Whatever had been holding her down had vanished and she dug her hands into the comforter as her torso twisted in a futile effort to get closer as he skipped the bullshit for once. His tongue was way to long to be natural, reaching from her entrance to her clit in one fluid movement that left her wanting more. She must have said as much among her moans because she felthim chuckle as he sucked her clit into her mouth and hummed as her breath exploded from her chest.

She came hard, legs locking around his head as he released her thighs and curling as much into a ball as he would let her. If it were possible to faint in a dream, she would have done it, the world literally whiting out for a moment as her brain tried to handle all the raw sensation pummeling her poor nerves. But he didn’t stop just because she went limp, or because she couldn’t even feel her lower half at the moment. He didn’t stop until the feeling returned and she was screaming, trying to get away from the pleasure pain he was inflicting on her. He didn’t stop until she’d stopped pleading and went boneless in his grip, long, pained moans rattling her as she came again and again despite her sensitivity.

She didn’t react as he pulled away, wiping the obscene amount of slick from his mouth as he stood. She didn’t react when she heard the clink of his belt. Aurie only came back to the world when his hand encompassed her cheek, tilting her to face him once more. Whatever he saw in her vacant expression was enough apparently, if the sick smirk ripping across his face was anything to go by. She watched as he grabbed the lone pillow from the head of the bed, propping her head up so that even as her muscles refused to work she still had a clear view of his position over her.

He was panting now, just enough to notice.

The heavy drag of somethingbetween her legs caught her breath in her throat, eyes barely daring to move. But he grabbed her hair, grip abruptly harsh, forcing her head up and pointing her gaze directly at his hips. Aurie wasn’t sure what she had been expecting, but he didn’t give her much time to look anyways. He dragged the head of his cock along her clit, making her twitch, before positioning himself.

“Wai-holy fucking shit!” her plea ended in a screech as he slammed his hips into hers before stopping. When her eyes uncrossed she saw his head had tipped back and his chest shuddered for a moment at how tight she was, thanks to his “dick” move. She smirked breathlessly.

“Feeling a little overwhelmed there, Mr. K?” Mistake. Big mistake.

He snarled, yanking almost all the way out before setting a bruising pace that literally left her silent from sensory overload. She could have fucking sworn he wasn’t this big a minute ago, rocketing into her cervix with every pump at this point. It hurt so good… And he knew it, the fucking asshole. He never let her adjust either, flipping her onto her stomach just as she began to relax, then once she began to resettle, onto her side. Aurie wasn’t even cumming anymore at this point, she barely even knew which way was up with all of his touching and moving and maneuvering.Eventually he held her limp form against his chest, holding her in place as he fucked her with that same, unrelentingly brutal pace. She could feel him twitching now, he’d definitely made himself bigger inside her. Harsh pants assaulted her ear from where he’d tucked his head into her shoulder.

“Such a good little Princess~” Freddy crooned “Taking me so well, being so sweet for me.” A nuzzle. “I’m gonna cum in you, gonna fill you up so much you’re dripping. You’re mine.”

That woke her up. Aurie tried her best to gather her wits, but yet another orgasm, the first real one in a while, was creeping up on her under the constant abuse. She squirmed weakly, but quickly went limp once more.

“That’s right, let Freddy take care of you...” He shuddered, somehow forcing himself into her even faster and harder as he finally neared his end. A little piece of her was still trying to hold on, even through all of this, but she knew it was over. Doomed. Never stood a chance. So now, she was his.

“Fuuuuck!!” The first word to leave her in a god knows how long tore her throat on the way out as she came for the last time, her orgasm milking Freddy into his. He snarled, chest vibrating against her back as his teeth broke the skin of her shoulder, deeply, as he came, crushing her to him. Warmth filled her as she spasmed, gasping and finally finished being used.

Darkness claimed her.

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She woke up. Eyes snapping open, but staying perfectly still. Her bedroom stared back, calm and normal. Nothing out of place, nothing unusual, and most importantly, no Freddy. Aurie almost convinced herself it was all a dream, a normal dream. Then she felt the blood oozing from her shoulder and the cum dripping from between her legs.

She was his now.