#this is my personal canon that you can pry from my cold dead hands.

[cowboylikeyouu]

bucky barnes has beautiful princess hair and he treats it as such.

[trashabilly]

my beautiful feral boy

(doodles from the best panel in DBS)

[vampyretaemin]

i simply cannot live in the reality where roosterteeth may be retconning rvb seasons 15-17. i cant even consider that thats what theyre going to be doing bc season 15 is my child and my best friend and i cant take much more

[lukasadss]

My apologies for the people that followed me in my good year and a half -ish long run as a fanartist, I'm falling into the oc pit again dgsh

[chaoticgenderfae]

Link, specifically, in Breath of the Wild; you will never convince me any incarnation of Link is entirely cis, especially not that one.

Gorou definitely has something going on with the whole Ms. Hina thing. Kazuha can and should have an interesting approach to gender. I've written Kaveh as transfem nonbinary in one of my fics.

I've seen some very interesting transfem Percy Jackson fics and headcanons, and it fits surprisingly well. There's a surprising amount of points throughout the series where it just makes so much sense

Sunday having a certain revelation after joining the Astral Express (who are all some flavor of queer, naturally) would be fun and interesting.

And, having once read a complete rewrite of the Inheritance Cycle featuring transfem Eragon (and far more queer characters in general), it's very fitting and very excellent.

If you see this post you’re legally required to tell me at least one trans woman headcanons you have for a canonically male character, I never get to see transfem headcanons like that, give me them, and for equality of my own please know estrogen could have saved Insector Haga and Dinosaur Ryuzaki I will not elaborate, also Yuya.

[porters-fangs]

i got some speaker headcanons. so listen up.

tw: my opinion ❤️

also probably not canon-compliant but see if i care

> morgan is almost entirely blind

he was born with cataracts, and the world has always looked to him like a watercolour painting that never dries, colour and light bleeding across his vision

seer obscura never commented when he squinted through the lenses of his glasses as they sat opposite him, or when he fumbled for the handle of his mug.

he can see. just… in a different way.

pry the blind seer trope from my cold dead hands i dare you

> sam has chronic migraines

he’s struggled with them ever since he was a kid. the throbbing pain behind his temples that never ceases, the burn of light creeping under his lashes and searing his nerves, the nausea that rises in his throat and the ringing in his ears whenever he moves his head too far in one direction.

he’s tried everything there is.

painkillers. herbal tea. lying in a dark room for hours on end. eventually, he has to grin and bear it when the responsibilities of life come knocking once more.

it’s only when darlin shifts and and curls up on his chest, every breath rumbling through his bones that he finds himself relaxing. the pain dulls. the sickness fades. he even falls asleep for the first time in days.

a furry tail thumps happily against the bedsheets.

> asher uses he/they pronouns

he started exploring his identity in college, when he kissed a guy for the first time and really didn’t hate it.

they discovered the label “demi boy” in the middle of a lecture when he was really supposed to be taking notes. it stuck.

they haven’t told anyone other than david and babe. not because he’s ashamed - he really doesn’t mind just “he” - but it’s something that feels personal to him.

a discovery that he keeps as his own.

> asher has six toes on one foot

yeah i can’t elaborate on this one

he just does

wiggles them in babe’s face sometimes

> milo used to have anxiety attacks - still does

they were bad when he was a kid. he used to collapse in his bedroom, slamming the door behind him as his throat closed up and his lungs failed every breath.

he had a childhood cat who would only ever come home through milo’s window and never explored the rest of his house. really, his parents never knew they did have a cat. it was his.

he’d keep pieces of chicken from his school lunch to leave on the windowsill. when he was having an anxiety attack, the cat ignored the food. it leaped down, prowling over to him and nudging his leg insistently, purring like an engine.

aggro does the same thing.

> milo still gets growing pains

and it pisses him off

because where is the GROWING

no growth. just an ache deep in his bones.

> vincent had epilepsy

he was never supposed to be at the theme park that night. they were a catalyst for disaster, the flashing lights and stress of the crowds the perfect breeding ground for his condition.

his friend had begged him to come - and then bailed last minute. something about a project deadline? whatever. vincent was going. he’d already convinced himself.

he’d taken his medication. avoided alcohol all night. he was very proud of himself as he stood in the queue for the “surge” rollercoaster. although, he felt himself getting fidgety at the prospect of getting on it.

the stranger next to him seemed just as nervous. so he grabbed their hand. it grounded them both.

> david lost his ring finger

he had an accident as a kid. it was stupid, really. he’d wanted to help his dad build the treehouse in their backyard. begged him to please let him cut the wood - he was strong too, wasn’t he?

reluctantly, gabe handed over the powersaw, holding his son’s hands in his own to keep them steady.

a noise from beyond the backyard. too close to the wards gabe had put up to protect what was left of his family, he glanced up for a second, loosening his hold. david was giddy with excitement.

very poor hand placement led to the crunch of bone and a very vulgar exclamation from his dad.

they had to take it at the hospital. david had never minded. he thought it looked badass - it was proof of the trust his dad had in him, the trust he’d fight to earn again. after all - he was strong too, wasn’t he?

around the time of his and angel’s wedding, he grew to hate the loss of his finger. what kind of husband would he be? unable to properly wear his ring, to let his mate stake their claim over him. they kissed his chest, and told him to go back to sleep.

david got a tattoo the next week. a wedding ring, on the knuckle of his missing finger.

and the real ring would always be threaded on the leather cord around his neck, pressed close to his heart.

> damien has a hip implant

he developed osteoarthritis in his hip at a very young age. even walking around became a chore.

his mother picked up on it very quickly, signing him up for the implant as soon as it was offered.

damien was terrified. he hated the idea of surgery - being unconscious while someone with a scalpel looms over you.

he couldn’t deny that it helped, though. finally, he didn’t wake up in pain, and he could stretch without being in agony.

when he told huxley, he made it part of his routine to drop to his knees and press loving kisses to the scar there while damien blushes and expresses his embarrassment.

he loves it really.

> gavin has a chipped horn

he coalesced with it.

now, gavin knows he looks good.

he’s never felt the need to change his appearance for people - if someone desires him, he’s all theirs

however, that small imperfection always draws his eyes when he admires himself in the mirror, and he feels his mouth tilt down, clicking his tongue

it’s just so… obvious

freelancer spent months working on their contra earth elemental abilities, struggling over each and every detail

until one day, they presented him with a small, gold cap, encrusted with little jewels, about the size of a thimble to sit atop his broken horn

they didn’t leave their room allll dayyyyy

> avior is nonbinary

yeah.

he uses he/they pronouns but the concept of gender has always baffled him.

boy? girl? uhhh… no thank you

demons have no need for such trivial things as “gender”

hilarious

also he has knee length hair and it’s long and silky and never tangles ever??

> guy has a prosthetic hand

it’s his right hand and he lost it a few years ago in a motorcycle accident.

lucky for him, he’s always been left handed.

still, he’s absolutely insufferable with the puns

“hey, honey… need a hand? ;)”

“oh my god guy.”

> camelopardalis has tremors

he’s just shaky. he doesn’t know where they come from.

maybe the memories he relieves from his clients and is haunted by every night .

maybe the coffee he can’t stop drinking.

maybe the fact that he’s somehow always cold, even in the height of summer.

they’ve never stopped him.

> porter used to have a hearing aid

he was only impaired in one ear, but still found comfort in turning his aid all the way down just to tune out the noise from one half of the world.

after he was turned, he no longer needed it, and there was a strange sense of melancholy in shutting the aid away in his bedside drawer.

his ear still rings sometimes.

> vega’s tail was clipped

when he was sent to prison, the tip of his tail was severed. not a catastrophic injury - just enough to make a statement.

i was caught.

he hides it under a cloak when he can, only sparing the blunt end a distasteful glance when he wraps it around the waist of his warden.

[odysseus-day]

how i imagined the thg characters as told through random people i saved on pinterest to visualize

katniss everdeen:

•16-17 years old

•native american ancestry on her dad's side, favors him more than her mother

•long black hair, dark gray eyes, olive skin tone

•5'0-5'1, thin and spindly although not as bad as the rest of the seam because of her ability to hunt

•rbf!!! 🫶

primrose everdeen:

•12-13 years old

•also has native american ancestry on her father's sude, but favors her mother more

•curly dirty blonde hair, gray-ish eyes, fairer skin than katniss but tans dark in the summer

•4'11, similar build to katniss

•the resting bitch face is genetic, she's just good at fooling ppl

•people that draw katniss poc still always manage to make prim just some random looking white girl, and y'all. as someone with a lil indigenous heritage who is also physically pale and dirty blonde, she's still going to have features similar to katniss and her dad's! native genes are STRONG! she's gonna tan well, have the same eye shape, nose shape, etc. katniss as a person of color has always been a mind-boggling discourse in the fandom (bc it's literally canon, racism just keeps winning 💔) but NO ONE EVER TALKS ABOUT PRIM!!

peeta mellark:

•16-17 years old

•white blond hair/lashes/eyebrows (like a hairless mole rat 🫶), blue eyes, paler than flour

•5'5, disproportionate broad shoulders, slight athletic build that throws ppl off because of his baby face lol (he looks like a mini fridge!!)

•prosthetic leg!!! everyone always forgets he's an amputee!!!

finnick odair:

•24 years old

•tawny hair that looks bronze underneath the sunlight, blue-green eyes, tan while he's in 4 but gets paler the longer he spends in the capitol

•5'11, similar build to peeta although it looks proportionate with his height (i rlly like the idea of him being stocky and you can pry it out if my cold dead hands)

•the idea of finnick having a very young face is genuinely heartbreaking but i think it fits his character really well and adds so much depth to the way he's treated. he was just a kid when people started fawning over him the first time, and he still is. you perceive these characters as being so old when you're a kid, but as an adult holy fuck i didn't actually realize how young they ALL were until recently. finnick is the same age as one of my best friends. like that's just a lanky kid :(

annie cresta:

•23 years old

•i know the books say brown hair but i still imagined red even before the movies, blue-green eyes, burns more easily than she tans

•5'6-5'7 (i always imagine everyone in the career districts to be much taller than the rest because of their better access to nutrition), had much more muscle pre-games than she does now but still has very strong arms and calves from swimming

•i imagine her with the kind of naturally mischievous looking face to where you'd probably think she was kidding about the whole "losing her mind" thing for the first several weeks of knowing her...... until you realize for yourself that there isn't rlly a punchline to the "bit" you think she's doing.... and... oops?

johanna mason:

•20-21 years old (gah, math is not my strong suit)

•dark brown hair, can never keep a consistent hair style for longer than a month (is constantly cutting, dying, or just changing something at the slightest inconvenience) (yes she's a mid-breakdown bangs chopper), hazel eyes, fair skin with heavy freckles

•5'4, strong arms for ax wielding but stays relatively thin and gangly (due to lack of resources pre-games and later due to stress/depression)

•similar to finnick, i picture her as looking very young. she's not that much older than katniss and only won 2-3 years before her, and with all that she went through i don't see her maturing facially super soon. just like nutrition, stress can also contribute to physical appearance and development, especially in crucial stages of life. and if anything, it makes more sense for johanna to have a baby face with how she won her games (pretending to be weak so she'd be overlooked) and for her anger to be overcompensation to skew her perception to others.

gale hawthorne:

•18-19 years old

•also has native american ancestry, looks eerily similar to katniss which sells the whole cousins thing well

•long black hair always tied back, dark eyes, olive skin tone

•5'7, relatively thin but built better than most of the sean again due to his and katniss' ability to hunt, perceived as tall in district 12 but would be considered shorter in the capitol

[deepdisireslonging]

Cake or Cookies

A good round of sexy texting during girls’ night leads to sexy personal time when Bucky gets home.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x curvy!Reader

Warnings/Promises: food mention, descriptions of injuries (canon-level), dirty talk, sexting, SMUT, oral (both receiving), implied further smut

Word Count: 3080

Note: They can pry the Avenger Apartment/Tower from my cold dead hands. Everything’s fine, everyone is fine; what trauma? Why can’t we have nice things? I went hunting through some of my lost prompts and found a couple to squeeze together. Happy reading!

Girls’ night in the Tower was bound to be dangerous. It was usually when Natasha came up with the next round of pranks to play on the boys. And when Wanda took it upon herself to create the best pillow fort to watch movies in. Her magic made it easy to pile the couch pillows and blankets into what looked more like a cozy cave than a fort. And Maria kept track of where to find any films not already stored in Stark’s library.

You were in charge of snacks. Drinks were cozy only: tea, hot chocolate, and coffee. Alcohol parties were for other nights. Snacks ranged anywhere from home-made chips to hors d'oeuvres (fancy and simply indulgent), to the smorgasbord of mass produced favorite snacks you raided from the corner bodega. But you were stumped when it came to tonight’s desserts. The bodega’s sweet treats were present, cheap candy and the like, but you were stuck between the roll of cookie dough and a box mix for cupcakes.

Stumped, you didn’t acknowledge the warm body that ghosted up behind you until a hand slid across your waist. “It’s girls’ night. What are you still doing here?” Sitting down the treats, you turned in Bucky’s arms and scratched your fingers into the hair at the nape of his neck.

He lightly kissed your forehead. “Needed a break from Tony. Can you blame me?”

“Not at all.”

You both inhaled deeply, cheek to cheek. The last mission had been a rough one. Most of the team had come back banged up. And you still had a nasty scrape of road burn up one leg. Which is why you were wearing the equivalent of biker shorts. Pepper had gotten them for you sometime after the social media trend of those leggings ladies liked to tease their S.O’s with. They were surprisingly supportive of your form. You usually wore them underneath your gear because they were borderline indecent. But, with one of Bucky’s oversized shirts covering your figure, nobody had commented.

Except for Bucky as he slid his hands down your body to rest over the curve of your ass.

“I thought these stayed out of sight?”

You teased a glance up at him. “Usually, yes. But It’s girls’ night. We all wear the equivalent of our pajamas since you boys will be out. You are all going out, right?”

He nodded. “Yes. Eventually.” But he didn’t move. He hugged you closer, brazenly tilting your head to one side with his nose so he could kiss the underside of your jaw.

“Y/L/N!” Natasha waved from the living room. “Are we ready to go, or what?”

A smile spread across your face. You lightly pushed Bucky away, making him whine. Natasha was already starting the voting poll for the evening’s movies when you turned back to the counter. “I’ve got to bake before the party starts. Do you have a preference for what sweets you’d like to be left over? Cookies or cupcakes?”

Bucky pressed up behind you, resting his large hands on the counter on either side of you, and griding his front into your ass. “Cookies. There’s enough cake in this kitchen already.” He slapped your ass, following with both his hands taking tight squeezes of your flesh.

As you gasped, he rushed out. The wink he shot you from the door warned you that the tease would not be the evening’s last.

Fifteen minutes later, the cookies were out, the movie was in, and everyone was settled into their favorite pile of pillows.

Five minutes into the movie, the texting started.

Lover Boy <3: “How’s the movie?”

You rolled your eyes as you turned your phone on silent. If Okoye heard your phone again, you’d never get it back. “We’re watching Magic Mike. So… It’s going well.” You added a smiley face with its tongue sticking out for good measure.

Bucky’s messages popped up every few minutes. You kept your phone screen towards you to see the notification light up your screen without bothering the other women.

Lover Boy <3: “Should I be jealous?”

You: “Nah. Their gyrating doesn’t do it for me.”

Lover Boy <3: “Good to know.”

Lover Boy <3: “Is there anything in the movie that does ‘do’ it for you?”

You smothered a chuckle into your blanket. Each passing second that you took to come up with a teasing reply was surly wreaking havoc on your man.

You: “Maybe. Who wants to know?”

His reply was slow in coming. When it did, you almost fumbled your phone into the floor.

Lover Boy <3: *image incoming*

The picture you received was of Bucky’s hand resting on the top of his thigh. They were out to dinner somewhere, the edge of the table blocking your photo view from the rest of the guys. In the curve between his forefinger and thumb, his bulge was the center of attention. You stuck a sucker in your mouth to cover up your gasp. But the other ladies were too busy hooting for the first dance scene to notice.

You: “Just him? I must be slipping. Especially since I thought you really liked my shorts earlier.”

Lover Boy <3: “I like those shorts because I like taking them off. Girls night got in the way.”

You: “You’ve got to come home sometime.”

Lover Boy <3: “Then what do you have in mind?”

You turned off the flash for your camera and waited for the TV screen to illuminate your face. Sucker holding down your tongue, you sneaked the pic. Before any of the girls could see and tease you. While it sent, you sucked on the round sugar treat. You imagined Bucky’s cockhead on your tongue, as you knew he would too. His reply came in seconds.

Lover Boy <3: “Minx”

You: “And?”

Lover Boy <3: “When I do get home, I’m going to taste something sweeter. All night long.”

Lover Boy <3: “If you can handle it.”

Biting your lip, you smiled into your blanket.

You: “We both know what I can handle. But can you handle what I want to do to you?”

You: “Bet I can blow you so good you forget how to speak Russian before morning.”

You: “Actually, bet I can make you forget all your languages.”

Lover Boy <3: “An official bet?”

Now it was dangerous territory. Neither of you would wager anything that would show in public. Or bring attention from the team inside the tower. But Bucky’s winnings had a steep cost on your ability to walk the next day. Yours usually meant him taking a few days off to spend time together in some distant cabin.

You: “Do we have time to disappear to the Rockies when I win?”

Lover Boy <3: “We just finished a mission. I’m sure I can convince Steve to leave us alone… at least for several nights in a row when I win.”

It was on.

He played dirty by escaping to the bathroom to shoot you a picture of his cock. It was already thick for you, proud and flushed in his palm.

You also escaped. But the picture you sent didn’t require you to take your clothes off. All you did was tug down the front of his borrowed shirt, and splay your fingers wide between your breasts.

You: “Can’t wait to squeeze you between these.”

Lover Boy <3: “9hey now…”

Good. His texting was already stumbling.

You: *picture incoming*

All you did was rest your hand over your throat. But Bucky’s reply of a bunch of scrambled letters made you laugh. You returned to the movie.

You: “Can’t wait for you to get home. But we’ve got about 3 more hours of movies to watch. Think you can last that long?”

Lover Boy <3: “If I have to. Might have to take care of myself before then.”

Wanda looked over as you squirmed in your seat.

You: “You can’t wait for me? I’ll wait for you.”

When the movie lit up enough, you took a picture of the pillow between your thighs.

Lover Boy <3: “Promise?”

You: “Say please.”

His reply, despite the distance between text and actually hearing his voice, dripped with promise. You bit your lip, hearing his growl in your head.

Lover Boy <3: “Since when do get to make the demands around here?”

Lover Boy <3: “Please.”

You: “Since I’m home. Away from the consequences of mouthing off at you till later.”

Lover Boy <3: “You’re not sharing this conversation with the ladies are you? You’re not usually this… sassy.”

You: “This sass is rated E for everyone. But, no. This conversation is just between us.”

You: “I have to stop texting. Natasha is beginning to notice.”

Lover Boy <3: “Until I get my hands on you:”

It was several minutes until you checked your phone, waiting for the others to drop their questioning looks. When you did, you had to smother your moan. He sent one last picture of his tongue out between his fingers. A promise of delectable problems to come.

***

Somebody texted the guys when the movies were almost over. They arrived halfway through you girls cleaning up.

“How was the double feature?” Tony asked. He snagged a remaining hors d'oeuvres off the tray before Maria could stick it in the fridge.

You didn’t hear the reply. All you could focus on was how lust-blown Bucky’s eyes were as he stared you down from the other side of the room. You pressed your thighs together. If the way your chest heaved was any indication, you were in for a long night. Steve barely gave you a glance when you walked past him. Bucky gliding past made him give your departure a second look.

The hallway to your room was dark. The lights that illuminated the floor wouldn’t engage fully unless there was an emergency. Which meant that your shadow was faded against the wall. And it was fractured into several clusters of shadows at reach installation. You didn’t look back. It was part of the game. You couldn’t hear him, but sometimes you could have sworn your shadows had an extra layer.

When you reached for your door handle, another hand beat you to it. Bucky pressed up behind you, pushing you into the room and pinning you to the inside of the door as he locked it. He slid his knee between your legs. Fascinated, he enjoyed the show as you slid the apex of your thighs across the muscle he gave you. He stopped your movements with a hand on your hip, while the other lifted your wrists above your head.

“Did you actually wait, or was that a tease?” He reached into your shorts, groaning to find your slick there. While you trembled, he loudly sucked his middle finger into his mouth. “Oh, ангел, I am going to ruin you. For teasing me like you did.”

“You – you started it. Technically.”

He brought one of your hands down to rest over the front of his pants. “Maybe. But you laid down the gauntlet. How do you want to do this?”

With a grin, you wriggled out of his grasp. You walked backwards towards your bed. Bucky stalked slowly after you. Turning, you ran your hands down your sides, to your hips. And back to the curve of your ass. “Cake?” You smoothed your hands up from your rear to your breasts. “Or cookies?”

Bucky groaned. “The whole damn bakery if I can get my hands on it.” He guided you onto the bed, crawling over you in a way that stole your breath. When you tried to roll him onto his back to begin the challenge, he chuckled. “Nuh-uh. Challenger goes second.”

“But-“

He silenced you with a kiss. As he deepened it, hands kneading into your flesh and removing your clothes, your rebuttal died on your tongue. He barely pulled back enough to remove his own clothes. It wasn’t long before he was working his mouth down your body, kissing and sucking and nipping at your skin until he made it to your sex. 

Sometimes part of the challenge included a timer. Like that one gala when he dared you steal away with him during Tony’s speech, and cum before the ending round of applause. With his head buried under your dress, he won with enough time to participate in the applause for a speech you didn’t give a damn about. You didn’t find out till later that Steve had kept track of when you two disappeared and reappeared. Bucky wrote the time on your bathroom mirror as the time to beat. It had yet to be broken.

Tonight wasn’t one of those times. There was all the time in the world. All night to edge or overstimulate each other to your hearts’ content.

Breathing warm air over your sex, his grin between your thighs sent a ripple of goosebumps over your skin. You weren’t sure which was more disarming: his knowledge of your body and its sweet spots that he could make you cum in minutes, or that same knowledge used to bliss you out over hours till you couldn’t remember more than screaming his name. With his tongue, he began the challenge. As if you weren’t soaked already, he made a mess of you. Curling his fingers through your folds. Delving his tongue deep in search of the ability to taste you for days. When he scraped his teeth across your clit, the electricity tightened your fingers in his hair.

He wasn’t drawing this out. A man on a mission, Bucky was doing everything he could to bring you to the brink as fast as he could. The speed that you hurtled toward release stole your breath. That was his plan. Shock you while trying to beat his time so that you wouldn’t be able to speak. And then he’d win double the bragging rights.

And, damn him, it might just work.

Hungrily, he slurped up your pleasure. Adding a third finger to his onslaught, he curled them all to make you see stars. His metal arm flashed out to pin down your hips before you could arch away from him. The metal was cold, frigid, against your flushed skin. The difference in temperature was enough of an overload to your sparkling nerves that your eyes screwed shut. You babbled a series of sounds, making Bucky hum in delight.

But when he came up for air, gently stroking your folds to ease you down, you surprised him.

“Is that all you got, Barnes?”

“Fuck. Seriously?” He rested his cheek against the inside of your thigh.

You did your best to steady your breath. No point in revealing those six words were all you could manage. After another moment, you curled your own finger. You summoned him to hover over you, dangling his dog-tags in your face. Catching one between your teeth, you gripped and pushed his shoulders until he was on his back.

It was your turn to kiss down his body. Across his collar bone and pecs. Down that center chasm between his abs. From one hip bone, down his V, and up to the other side. As you took his length in hand, you had to smile. The poor man should have let you pleasure him first, instead of torturing himself and his cock with waiting. Gently, you circled your thumb around his tip. It dragged a groan out between his teeth. Good. The more vocal he was, the better you could track his ability to speak. Or lack thereof.

You set the challenge into the back of your mind and got to work in pleasing your man.

The first movements were gentle. And careful around how sensitive he was. Still, each touch and twist kept his voice active. He tried to watch you, but kept dropping his head back in pleasure as you quickened your movements. While he was laid back, you shifted your position.

His head snapped up, and he cursed loudly in Russian as his cock was enveloped between your breasts.

Darting out your tongue, you kitten licked the tip of his cock when it came into range. It gave you no small pleasure to watch your man, the Winter Soldier and former Commando, fall to pieces because of you. He cursed louder in English, Russian, and… was that German? But the more you jerked him between your breasts, the more his vocabulary scrambled together. You waited patiently. His metal hand twitched towards to before fisting the sheet. His flesh hand reached back for the pillows, sheets, headboard. Anything to ground himself. Then you struck. You let go of your breasts and dipped low enough to swallow him down. He roared as he bumped the back of your throat. Planting his feet on the bed, his thighs trembled with keeping himself from thrusting into your mouth.

That was fine. You moved enough for the both of you. And, just as his Russian was little more than the most strained of curses, you settled his balls into one hand, and slid the other up his torso. Your nails lightly caught his skin over his heaving breaths.

The high-pitched hiss from the depths of his lungs was your only warning before he filled your mouth.

Your ministrations slowed. You took every ounce of his pleasure, and smiled around his cock as you sucked your way off his length.

He dragged you up to bury his face in the crook of your neck. His lips trembled while trying to say something. Anything. But all he could do was pant into your skin.

You smiled. And kissed the underside of his jaw. While you both recovered, you murmured gentle reassurances between breaths.

“You cheated,” he finally managed.

“Oh? When did I manage that?”

Running his fingers through his hair, he stared you down. “Those damn shorts.”

With a laugh, you nipped at his chest. “What? You did get to take them off, like you wanted. And I can’t help it if you decided to run your hands all over me and get yourself hard. It jazzed me up too. So, in my mind, we’re even.”

“Fine.” He tilted up your face to kiss you. Mumbling against your lips, he complained, “you’re using alotta words there, ангел.”

“And you’re still capable of Russian.”

Bucky grinned. “Then I guess this challenge isn’t done.”

And it wasn’t until long into the night.

***

Ангел: angel

***

Masterlist

Marvel Masterlist 

[abejaenacuarela]

"PRINCESS" HARROWHARK AND GIDEON THE UNDEFEATED... This is very fucking niche and I might be the only person that would care about this (so reblogs even more appreciated than usual) but.... Griddlehark (tlt) Malevolent (podcast) AU.............

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dialogue from Malevolent episode 47

•do not repost• shares appreciated • sketch, yellow version and close ups under the cut

Griddlehark malevolent AU,,, in which ¿investigator? harrow gets possessed by kiriona, a piece of an entity (can't decide if said entity is John, the King in yellow [BC of his personality and connection to Gideon], or Alecto, the Queen in yellow [BC she kinda sorta IS an elder god in tlt canon]. In whichever case the creepy yellow eyes just WORK).

only similitude between Harrow and Arthur might be the parent trauma. And the ghost/demon/possession shenanigans (they both get possessed every five minutes it's so... Funny? Sad?? Funny?). And the sword/chest plate/ knight aesthetic (Arthur just got a rapier like an episode ago!!!!)..... And the religion/god/faith issues. But still. I got obsessed with this idea and I had to draw it. You can pry this concept from my cold dead hands... If anyone GETS it please let me know, otherwise I'll just feel like I'm losing my mind......... Okay bye....

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I really like how this one turned out the only problem is I think harrow didn't turn out looking harrow-like. Idk what it is. Something in the vibe idk.

I was using the word search function to see if anybody else had talked about a tlt/malevolent connection and I found this post which called me out greatly. And also this one.

[poedays]

AHDUSJOSHFHSIDHDH

Honey so definitely had a previous relationship in which they were treated with the expectation that physical affection HAD TO BE pleasure related.

They are learning with Guy that kissing doesn’t have to lead to making out. Cuddling isn’t just for aftercare. Showing love through action doesn’t have to have the intention of sex behind it!

They had to relearn how to love softly, how to BE loved softly.

GUY EVEN SAYS THAT IN AN AUDIO

“Kisses don’t just have to be for sexy time” (I’m paraphrasing)

AND THEN HONEY IS NOTICEABLY MORE OPEN TO KISSING HIM CASUALLY AFTERWARDS

Honey isn’t a widely outspoken person, if they don’t have something to say, they don’t say it. Case closed. Guy IS a wildly outspoken person - he always has excess to say! But GUY doesn’t pressure them to speak! He noticed something about them and HE spoke! Because that’s their relationship!!! And THEN THEIR RELATIONSHIP GREW FROM IT!!!!!!!!

I will make a scoreboard of kisses and the implied intention behind them if I have to - but there is a pattern and you can see it and (it might be because of just how the channel is going because of the purge and demonetisation) but they’ve become less focused on ‘oh stuffed crusts, joke about flirting with the pizza boy’ and more like these two are genuinely just in love with each other and are literal soulmates

There is subtle lore behind Honey, canonical lore that gives their character more depth and I will fight for them - I will fight for the smidgen of lore I can scrounge from them. Guy is emotionally intelligent behind his references, and Honey has issues with physical affection and self worth issues.

BUT GUESS WHAT

They handled their own unique situation, like adults, and grew - and they’re happy, there was no fight. There was a lover noticing their lover’s issues with something, and assured them about it, and they moved on - and improved from it.

PRY THOSE TWO FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS

[mariusrenathyrs-crashout]

Listen. I know in the actual campaigns, the presence of more than 1 personality in a PC is typically due to some kind of possession. HOWEVER, as a DID system myself, you can pry modern!AU DID systems Jericho and Torbek from my cold dead hands. I know in canon the other personalities aren't great, however, in my fantasy land, I make the rules and they're aggressive protectors and persecutor protector alters. Plus, I'm elated at the idea of modern!AU where different parties meet one another and the EoM party and the Krew are trying to keep their friends secret under wraps, meanwhile Jericho and Torbek meet one another and see each other's symptoms and go

[urautismdiagnosis-wistie]

Hello!! I absolutely love your barnacles/kwazii qpr propaganda, you are 10000000% right!! They make me so happy and you draw them so cutely! If you have any more doodles or headcanons for them I would be so happy! I am making meals out of the crumbs in canon lol An offering for you:

surrounded by the ocean yet still warm <3

Barnacles needs the feeling of kwazii breathing and alive at night and kwazii needs the warmth and slower heartbeat to feel safe

ANYWAYS ENJOY SOME CUTE LIL RAMBLES ABOUT THEM BEING SOFT AND PRECIOUSSS

kwazii really sucks at waking up in the morning, the captain totally picked him up into air jail only to be met with a very sleepy and tiny and pouty kwazii in his hands 😭😭😭

I just know barnacles boops his nose at like EVERY opportunity. Goshhh they nose boop. They could rub heads n stuff its in both their body languages. Purring and chuffing <3

3. Yk how giant dogs will get right into peoples space and not realize how HUGE they are and just snuggle into someoen???

Barnacles

4. Old kwazii and barnacles would slowdance and u couldn't pry that out of my cold dead hands

5. Pov ur like 45 year old kwazii not getting chosen for a really strenuous mission

hes so scraggly and wet anyways-

6. COULD U IMAGINE BARNACLES JUST LAYING ON T O P OF KWAZII AND KWAZII IS JUST TINY AND TRAPPED UNDER LIKE YEOW LET ME OUT and then caps like noooo u do this to me all the time its fine and he's like NO BUT YER HUGE IT BE DIFFERENT and the capns like ok fine u caught me im actually imprisoning u <3 and kwaziis like WHAT PIRATE CRIME DID I COMMIT and the caps like 🥰the treasonous act of not giving me enough cuddles🥰 and kwazii just has to accept that 😭

7. Also the capn is like high on pain killers or somwthing and he's SO SAD and then hes so happy cuz he can HOLD KITTI and push kwaziis lil paw beans in and out while crying about how smol he is (peso endured similar treatment 💀🙏) and kwazii just gets trapped for some hours, this grown *ss man is just getting his kitty face squished over and over 😭😭😭

8. idk if I ever mentioned this but kwazii genuinely does find the capn very beautiful <3 like he really does think the caps got such pretty eyes and a charming face and really lovely hair and do u see how large the capns paws are???? And how pretty his black claws are???? He's so cool and amazing and pretty and also pretty and- and how could u blame him????its not even a physical attraction thing he just did the thing where u love a person so much u see their entire existance in a new way

9. They take turns sleeping in eachothers rooms

Kwazii having a preparation montage where he's putting on layers of thermals and big fuzzy socks to go sleep in his joyfriends frozen *ss room 😭😭😭

Meanwhile barnacles has got to deal with kwaziis tiny ahh bed and the fact kwazii literally LAYS ON TOP OF HIM and moves and everything in his sleep 😭😭😭😭 but he also purrs soo….

10. One of the deepest kinds of loved a person can ever experience is safety during vulnerability and change.

I JUST KNOW they'd cry a few tears a few tears just from the softness. Something so fcking small that breaks every fcking battered defense they have relied on for years down. And then the other is there to wipe the tear away with their thumb.

And then they cry harder.

Bonus: kwazii calls the capn the "Lord and Savior of thr Manatees" whenever he's being a hypocrite about kwazii being reckless 😭. And barnacles has INTENSE cuteness aggression feelings to kwazii and he MUST squish him :> thats all for now

I totally don't have even more thoughts i cant share rn because it'd spoil my comic whaaatttt thats so crazy im such a normal person about them they don't consume my very soul idk what ur TALKING about

BARNZII QPR PROPOGANDA BARNZII QPR PROPOGANDA YYEYAYAYYAYAAHHHHH

my MOON AND LITTLR STAR

MY BIG AND SMOL

MY CAPN AND FIRST MATE

Auuauahagahhrjrrkkrkr thank u for the ask it means the world to me 🥺👍 my (qpr)partner irl is very happy the qpr propaganda is spreading >:3

[crackersandjuice]

EVBO???? EVBO YOUR FUCKING MIND HOLY SHIT???

pvpciv the lore the LOREEEEEEEE. oh my god. Oh My God. i have. So Many Thoughts. like. Like. this is going under a cut i need to Ramble.

why are the shields grouped with the swords. parrot didn't mention anything about them fighting with the other civs so maybe they allied with the swords??? or the other groups also send them there as punishment??? but the first one is probably more likely because shields can't do damage they can only defend. also sword and shield imagery ya know.

(side note: i am So Glad guard friend "raymond" pvpciv doesn't know shit lol. my guardbo heart couldn't take it if he was yet another person that betrayed evbo.)

and why the fuck can't the swords use multiple items!! is it like a trade off with the whole netherite thing?? they can become immortal but they can only use said source of immortality as a weapon. does that make sense i hope it makes sense.

the memory loss!! if players aren't spawned into their civilizations and are instead spawned out into the world, maybe swordciv wipes their memories so they don't want to leave. but that in turn just makes their lives a living hell because they fight each other AUGH. just don't make an economy y'all don't make your society have to pay for shit with the very thing you need to live </3

TABI. TABI FUCKING. HER. IM LOVE HER. i am Not abandoning my found family goodness you can pry that from my cold dead hands but!! her betrayal OH that was so good. she either does have some attachment to evbo or she probably has some further use for him if she spared him like. maybe she's trying to goad him into following her?? idk why she would but it's a possibility!

what else...OH YEAH the animation! qdandy chef's kiss i am eating it up like a bowl of spaghetti.

oh god...oh god my fics are gonna be soooo non-canon compliant. test drive lovers we live in ignorant bliss over in that au o7. but!! i am also Very Very excited to explore the new lore in other fics. this bouta make my "evbo gets turned into a spectacle" au go wild.

[wordy-little-witch]

I am now hip deep in the Edge of Midnight campaign from legends of avantris and lemme tell you some shit -

1) I would lay down my life for Jericho Sticks without any hesitation. Torbek and Jericho are my sons now, no takesies backsies.

2) Lethica and Marius are so perfectly aligned to be end game lovers but I personally adore the idea of them being queerplatonic if only bc it's funny to watch people be confused and I think Lethica would adore that.

3) you can pry the concept of Briggsy having a some kind of magical fantasy cellphone equivalent from my cold dead hands - sending stone or smth idfk - and he's been keeping his buddy/boyfriend Torbek updated on all this like "Becky you would not BELIEVE what happened today-" ((listen I know the flirting bit between them in the yuletide one-shot was a feycurse but leave me alone it's funny as fuck))

4) briggsy @ jericho in ep 24 appropos nothing: Jerry, maybe we have to kiss ((sad, silly twinks with Literal Darksides are his type /j))

5) I have a friend-crush on Nikkie and I will never recover

6) I have an unyielding NEED to have Jericho get a final hit on a boss and yell yeehaw

7) I know stylistically Jericho doesn't have "skin" but I personally hc that his clothes aren't effectively his skin, he has a burlap body - and he has "tattoos" in the form of embroidery. It started when he had to stitch up his own cuts and stuff and he just kept it up.

8) Only Yorgrim has any constant sense of cooking in an actual kitchen-like setting. Farryn, Marius, and Briggsy can do journey or on-the-road cooking, but it's never.... great. Lethica burns everything somehow or gets the bright idea to 'experiment', and it's never good - she's fine if she's got clear end goals. Jericho is understandably skittish around fire due to his body and straw, but he is the closest to being able to cook well and do so semi regularly.

9) Virgil is a weird mix of a hater and lowkey overprotective. He does hate being imprisoned, but also he's kinda bound here so he HAS to keep this disaster of a bard safe. He refuses to admit he might have a soft spot. He is Stressed.

10) Farryn doesn't get the appeal of Girls Nights, but Jericho does!!! They join Lethica for some fun relaxation. Briggsy once asked why Jericho was allowed since he's also a dude, and Lethica just responded "he's allowed to be there - on account of him being a scarecrow and not a literal man after all." It's an inside joke which later has to be explained - Jericho is nonbinary but doesn't rightly care about stuff like that.

11) Yorgrim is the group dad, no I will not explain.

12) sometimes after a battle, Lethica and Marius will help stitch up some of Jericho's tears. Farryn may also add in random flowers she finds around because it makes him happy.

13) Briggsy is small but mighty. The only person he has yet to pick up and carry is Yorgrim - he swears that one day that tombstone will be gone and he'll be able to do it. It's all the rock's fault, he's sure of it.

Spoilers under the cut (caught up to present)

OKAY so I am caught up completely and have decided that Canon is not important leave me alone

• Yorgrim did not die - he got wounded heavily but survived.

• Farryn almost got taken but they got to her in time. She is mute for a time due to injuries and trauma - idk if she ever talks again bc we could use more sign language in the world. Maybe it comes and goes, fuck if I know, idk and idc

ONWARDS TO SILLIES

• Lethica strong armed her way into giving Jericho The Talk after he revealed he had no idea what a penis was. Scarecrows cannot blush, but apparently his fiendish glow can ebb and flow and he glows much MUCH brighter when he's embarrassed - she tries so hard not to laugh.

• Adella and Jericho btw are simply besties. His "crush" on her is a friend crush and Phillip just finds it painfully cute. ((Also -> Jericho has mommy issues and Adella always wanted a son/nephew/little brother. Peaceful alignment))

• Dark Mode Marius is a colossal flirt but still a giant dweeb. He's cool and suave until someone flirts back - then he's a mess.

• Briggsy is very happy with his Kannon & makes "shooting my shot" jokes at every and any opportunity

• Yorgrim, with his reward, manages to finally lay many souls tonrest but he still carries the tombstone on journeys - just not constantly now. He still believes he must pay penance, but it's a little easier to share the burden.

• Farryn, with her own reward, has not chosen to activate it yet. Something tells her to wait, to bide her time and remain. She does, however, get a little more at ease with the others. She and Jericho have come to an understanding, too - that being they they are a package deal, no takesies backsies, and they refer to each other as twin, much to the confusion of many, many, many people. WLW and NBLM solidarity.

• Jericho is pining HARD for Marius, but he's absolutely terrified of damaging the friendship so everyone is watching two oblivious dummies look longingly into each other.

• POLYAMORY POLYAMORY POLYAMORY

• Marius grows rather fond of Virgil, and the sentiment is very much NOT reciprocated bc this angry knight vampire is not good enough for his vessel and he's mad about it.

• Yorgrim: I've only had my friends for a few days, but if anything happened to them, I'd kill everyone in Druskenvald and then myself.

• I fully expect for Jericho to somehow befriend an enemy in disguise, not realize, and accidentally fuck up the evil plan with the powers of puns, music and friendship (/j)

• the first time the party sees Jericho presenting more feminine, he's been lended one of Lethica's dresses after his own clothes got torn up and the rest are being washed. Marius has a nosebleed and faints. Briggsy is staring somewhat respectfully. Lethica is trying valiantly not to laugh. Farryn and Yorgrim regret not dying when they had the chance.

• Marius: i cannot have a relationship because I have sworn to follow the duchess of sin

Lillith: whoa hold up, Do Not use me as an excuse to avoid the cutie pie over there. Besides, he has a demon. I'm queen of hell. I can make a small exception.

Marius: shit

• Briggsy Bi Icon: OH if ONLY Jerry here had a DASHING KNIGHT to SAVE THEM from this PERILOUS INCIDENT

Jericho: captain, I'm just getting off of a horse??

Marius: no no Briggsy has a point, no maiden should be unaccompanied or unassisted. Allow me-

Lethica&Farryn: We Know What You Are

• Yorgrim is watching all this inter party flirting and is definitely wondering if he's gonna have to have an aside with everyone about flirting tactics and communication skills. Briggsy is making it worse by enabling everyone.

• Farryn gets some sweet, succulent healing, that is all.

[satisfactuality]

wait no i thought more about the parentcule adventuring party au and now i have to get it out of my brain

the basic au takes place sophomore/junior year and yes i am taking the creative liberty of making all the parents the same ages for this to work

so the sophomore year party consists of;

sandra lynn- wood elf ranger (beastmaster subclass, but no baxter yet); daughter of two people who aren't divorced but 1000% should be; pre- full punk rock crash out stage but definitely on the way there

sklonda - goblin rogue (mastermind subclass); an only child but also biiiiig eldest daughter energy; defacto leader of the party but not outright saying it; actively suppressing the urge to slap one of her party members at all times

digby - gnome artificer (armorer subclass); isn't really interested in being an adventurer but augefort is the best place to learn artificing in solace; comes 90% of the time with his delightful childhood sweetheart wilma, and yes saying childhood sweethearts about sophomores in high school is insane but hey, if the shoe fits

hallariel - high elf fighter (banneret subclass); literally just enrolls for a year to see if her father will notice she's missing, spoiler alert, he doesn't; tells everyone she's the leader of her party and they all just kind of let her because she might be spoiled but she's the best swordsman at augefort and like, what's the harm; joins the party because she made out with sandra lynn at a party a few days before the year started

arianwen - high elf wizard (conjuration subclass); should have been headed to kei lumennura but pissed off her fallinel government parents enough that as punishment they tasked her with retrieving hallariel; absolute shit at any form of teamwork but can't fully abstain from participating because she wants everyone to know how much better she is than them

mac - human paladin (path of devotion); didn't want to be in this party and they didn't want him either; assigned to them sophomore year because he didn't have a party and the faculty was genuinely worried without a healer they'd end up a tpk by the end of the year; generally off-putting and making it everyone else's problem

sophomore year ends, hallariel and arianwen go back to fallinel, mac transfers to a school in high court, and now the party is down a heavy hitter, a healer and a caster

additionally sklonda and sandra lynn start dating because their relationship is a piece of time quangle canon you can pry from my cold dead hands 🤭

now enter;

lydia - half orc barbarian (ancestral guardian subclass); grew up in a multi-generational home and is probably the most well-adjusted person in her party; track and field star, i just know she kills at whatever the spyre equivalent of shotput is; her passion for actually becoming an adventure is rivaled only by sandra lynn; her and digby switch off hosting duties for the party

jawbone - human cleric (light domain); pre-werewolf jawbone is so Just A Guy coded to me; has an older brother he kinda loves and kinda hates but is leaning more to the later as his brother gets more and more helioic; definitely has a thing for sandra lynn and is trying to be super respectful about it

and also

jawbone - human fighter (champion subclass); i need to be very clear, jawbone is not multi classing, he is actively starting over and retraining those levels like, every semester; just absolutely unmoored and trying to decide what to do, realizing adventuring in the traditional sense might not be for him; unknowingly at first helps sandra lynn cheat on sklonda and then knowingly continues to help her cheat through the end of the year

i think the fall out from the cheating leads to sandra lynn still dropping out her junior year and joining bobby dawn's party, jawbone also leaves school and that point and starts down the path that will eventually get him bit and wolfed, and sklonda shifts her focus onto staying in elmville with her sights set on the justice system. lydia joins the adventuring party that leads to her getting the gem in her chest after she graduates, and digby and wilma get married right out of high school

[bowsers-keep]

Compling all my Guilty Gear headcanons into one place

Most of these are actually headcanons friends had first but I've just incorperated them into my belief system. Under the cut cause this gets long.

LGBT+ Headcanons

Sol Badguy is a Butch Lesbian. No I will not explain why.

Ky is Genderfluid. I will stand by this till the day I die.

Dizzy is Pansexual! She loves her partner no matter what gender they currently are!

Slayer is the Token CisHet, because it is funny. Fruitest Vampire you've ever met and he's actually happily living with his wife, everyone else is some form of queer.

Genderqueer Izuna. Nuff said. He/She pronouns for them

On another Izuna note he's a man kisser. You cannot tell me she was born from the love a woman had for her husband and think he's anything but. Gay little fox thang.

The ending where Baiken just forsake all form of gender is forever iconic to me they are the nonbinary samurai in that one joke now.

Aromantic Johnny will forever be iconic to me. Just big brin genius play honestly. (He's also like Pansexual)

On the other side of the spectrum we have Asexual Nagoriyuki!

Also AroAce Potemkin. Feels right considering his reaction to Magnum Wedding.

In my heart Goldlewis is a Trans Gay man. He fucked clocked Bridget so hard during her Arcade mode. Old trans helping out a baby trans!

Giovanna feels bisexual to me, don't ask me why.

Leo is in a similar vein as in yeah that's a bisexual person.

Neurodivergent Headcanons

Butch Lesbian Axl, yeah there's more of this. My friends are horrid influences <3

Goldlewis is gay and trans. This feels right to me

Ramlethal is 100% Autistic

Actually all the Valentines are autistic as FUCK to me

Sin has that Audhd wombo combo

Leo has some godforsaken fucked up evil autism to be a guy WITHOUT FUCKING SLEEVES UNDER HIS JACKET!

In reality there is nobody in this cast who isn' some form of neurodivergent so I'll just run through funny ones actually.

Testament is that one kind of adhd where they cannot pick a hobby for the life of them

Goldlewis most certainly has cryptid austism, and he also does not know how far is too far in terms of asking questions.

While Slayer may be the token cishet, he is NOT the token neurotypical. That title goes to Anji for me personally, because funni.

World Headcanons

Mana Sickness. If you use too much Mana too fast there are repercusion!

Healing magic is a VOLITILE LITTLE FUCKING! It can fuck you up! (Aka what we think happened with Asuka's wing eye thing)

Idk how canon this is in particular but different people have different mana caps and magic affinity levels (Example: Johnny has piss poor magic affinity which is why he only knows like 4 spells top)

Misclenous Headcanons

Sin has a tail, you can't pry this out of my cold dead hands.

Giovanna really likes chocolate (I get to be self indulgent with her being Brasilian therefore this)

Out of the three kings of Ilyria, Leo is actually the workaholic! As much as he complains about paperwork it helps him take his mind off this survivors guilt and pstd. Ky has healthy coping mechanisms and Daryl is a dick.

June (One of the Jellyfish Pirates) is a music nerd!

Izuna will use his teleportation to fuck with people and prank them. This is an activity she enjoys very much.

Baiken just has hammerspace, just where else do they keep all their weapons???

Asuka R. Kreutz has a cane, nuff said. Pain haver.

Goldlewis is Johnny's Uncle. The guy from that one Xrd stage that's Goldlewis's brother? Yeah that's Johnny's dad now, they're estranged because after Johnny's Dad died Goldlewis just kinda drifted away from everyone else because his brother was the one guy who liked him there.