#wheather for my area

[theghostofwilburtheworm]

Hello gamersss!!! Guess who's been out of power for the past 7 HOURS!!!! YA LAD!!!

[fanficmustread]

I wish i drew more today but optimus prime is hard to draw, seriously who decided to put so many details?/(fully joking from seriously to the parenthesize)

[dear-ao3]

hey since yall are cologne experts (or one of u is idk) what cologne do you recommend to confuse ppl abt my gender

I need a scent that is feminine AND masculine all at once

aright so i am not a cologne expert whatsoever (not sure where you got that one from honestly) but i do happen to have a friend who works at a perfume store and when i asked her to weigh in her opinion on this she was absolutely delighted and wrote you all a novel on how to choose the right fragrance

(very fair warning, this is quite long)

Lessons in Fragrance (by Roza, Saph’s friend)

Buckle up buttercups because I’m about to learn you a thing or two about scent! I used to work at one of the largest “niche” perfumeries in the New England area so I’m like kinda qualified to give advice on fragrance I guess lol

1.scents will smell different on skin than on tester papers due to the fragrance interacting with your body chemistry so something you like on paper you might not like on your skin and vice versa! It’s always important to test on your skin before you buy, most websites that sell fragrance will sell a sample size for a few bucks or even a sample set for $20-$60 depending on how many samples and how high end the brand is! 

2. At the end of the day fragrance (how many times will I say this word probably at least 50) is gender neutral. Cologne versus perfume (or aux de parfum) just denotes how strong the scent will be and how long it will last. The order of weakest to strongest is: aux de toilette, room sprays, linen sprays Essential oil fragrances Cologne Perfume, aux de parfum 

3. there are many types of fragrances some examples of overarching categories are: gourmand: smells like food in some way Fougére: “traditionally masculine” Floral: predominantly flower notes Green: outdoorsy but more grassy and earth based Woodsy: outdoorsy but more tree and wood based Aquatic: notes that create scents reminiscent of bodies of water, ambergris is a common note Oriental: earthy, musky, and warmer notes usually having some sort of amber note Spicy: having heavy spice notes wheather it be peppery or your traditional baking spices These are just some of the most common categories of fragrance.

4. additional to categories, fragrance is further broken down into different sizes and different note tiers with each having its own wear time: you have your top notes, heart notes, and base notes. True to name top notes are the notes of scent you first smell. As the fragrance starts to settle the heart notes will become more prominent as the top notes fade. The base notes have the most longevity and will usually be the hints that you can smell even several hours later.

Sizes: tester sizes tend to be 2-5mL of product. The 4 most common denominations that fragrance come in are a 10-15mL (travel size), 30-35mL (smaller side but still decent amount), 50-60mL (pretty standard size and good amount), 100mL (“full size” and will last a hot sec) Based on personal experience: I’ve had a 30mL fragrance that I wear daily last for about 2 months, I have an 88mL that I wear about once a week that has lasted a year and a half (with 3/4 of a bottle still left), I have 10mL travel sizes that last about 2-3 weeks with daily wear, I have a 50mL that I wear weekly and on occasion use as a room spray too that’s lasted about a year (still have 1/4 bottle left). When talking about wearing the fragrance is talking about one spray per wrist, then tapping them together (NOT rubbing) to help distribute the scent. Sometimes I add an additional spray on my neck. There is never a reason to spray fragrance on your full body b/c it can then become to overwhelming and you’ll be a walking hazard to society (think a 12 yo boy with axe body spray). On occasion if you know it will be a sexy night a spray of fragrance on the ankle can go a long way especially if your legs will be hooked around someone’s head.

5. now without further ado below are Roza’s recs for gender confusing fragrances. I will include the name of the fragrence and line/company, some of the notes, and price point! disclaimer: I am only really familiar with niche fragrances not mainstream or “drugstore”, “department store”, “your typical designer” fragrances

The Recommendations:

My recs: I can’t grantee the spelling on all of these but c’est la vive, the listings are as follows: name of fragrance, line (if applicable), company, maybe a fun fact about the company or scent, description of notes and/or story of how to describe the scent, price point with size of bottle

supernatural #6: by Caswell Massey the oldest American perfume company, was a fragrance worn by George Washington, it is a very clean herbaceous scent (yk to cover up the stench of the unbathed in colonial times since the scent was created in 1772), it has main notes of bergamot (that earl grey tea kind of floral scent) rosemary, neroli, rose, clove and amber, very musky, $40 for a 7.5mL travel size or $225 for a 100mL, also comes in soap form.

LX48: also Caswell Massey, smells like leather chairs and pipe tobacco with hints of florals reminiscent of an old school gentleman’s club, notes of violet, geranium, oakmoss (one of my fav notes across the board), tobacco, cedar wood, and vintage leather, same price points for 7.5mL and 100mL as Supernatural #6, comes in soap form as well.

Beaver: Beaver-Bee are all from the same Canadian line called zoologist which conceptualize their fragrances after the stunning cover art to encapsulate what each animal would wear as a fragrance taking inspiration from their habitats, smells like moist earth and a light breeze carrying greens and florals. Notes of outdoor air, linden blossom, wood shavings, wild vegetation, damp air, dry wood, water, light musk, heavy musk, dark woods, vanilla, amber, castoreum, and leather, pricing the same for Beaver, Snowy Owl, Sloth, and Squid tester for $8, 10mL for $48, and 60mL for $175

Snowy Owl: zoologist, smells like the transition from winter to spring as the snow melts and mud season begins as light florals start to fight their way to the surface, notes of snow accord, lily of the valley, mint, coconut, Turkish rose, frankincense, galbanum, ambrette, cedar, tonka, vanilla, oakmoss, civet, and musk

Squid: zoologist, smells like an inky Black Sea thrashing about in a storm until you reach the calm black depths, notes of pink peppercorn, solar salicylate, incense, black ink accord, opoponax, ambergris, and benzoin musk

Sloth: zoologist, smells like a Victorian apothecary with wooden shelves a plenty mayhaps even thatched awnings overhanging the front windows ripe with scents of various herbs, florals, tinctures, potions and oils a delicate and peculiar balance, notes of chamomile, açaí berry, lavender, violet leaf, marigold (also known as calendula), beeswax, anise, jatamansi, jasmine, cumin, hay, frankincense, myrrh, mushroom, oakmoss, vanilla, tonka

Bee: zoologist, fragrant blossoms that play beautifully with fruity undertones to create a rich and mead like scent, notes of orange, ginger syrup, royal jelly accord, broom, heliotrope, mimosa, orange flower, benzoin, labdanum, musks, sandalwood, tonka, vanilla, sample $8, 10mL travel size $59, 60mL $210

Blackbird: Olympic Orchids, this is my personal favorite scent to the point that I consider it my signature, to me it smells like an ancient forest witch coming out to dance amongst the moonlight a pungent earthy smell full of ripe blackberries, damp cedar and oakmoss to complete the alluring scent, notes of blackberry, dry grass, dry leaves, elemi, cedar wood, resin, woody amber according to, for balsam absolute, and musk, pricing is the same for blackbird the California chocolate and woodcut, sample $3, 5mL $18, 15mL $35, 30mL $65, 100mL $120

California chocolate: Olympic orchids, a fruity chocolate fragrance to encapsulate California, notes of wild orange, grapefruit, yuzu, white cognac, neroli, dark chocolate, patchouli, gourmand musk, bourbon vanilla

Woodcut: Olympic orchids, smells like walking into a scene shop with fresh cut wood or even a cedar closet, notes of fractional distillation of pine and cedar, oak wood, roll balsam, olibanum, caramel, burnt sugar, vanilla

902: bon perfumer, a French company that makes 3 note fragrances perfect for layering with each other a scent you already own or just a subtle fragrance that can stand alone, this one is described as what the peaky blinders would’ve worn, notes of white tobacco, cinnamon and brandy (armagnac), 30mL $60, 100mL $120, 100mL + 15mL set $140

Noir tropical, Maria candida Gentile, smells like an expensive drink at a beachside resort in Italy, notes of bergamot, almond accord, heliotrope, vanilla accord, bourbon, and rum, 7mL 20€ ($21.56), 15mL 37€ ($39.88), and 100mL 155€ ($167.08), also comes in liquid and bar soap form, and a set with the 15mL the candle and the soap

Finisterre, Maria candida gentile, it smells like a breeze on the ocean filled with ambient damp sand and slight citrusy notes caught on the wind from fellow beach goers snacking on fresh fruit, notes of marine accord, wet wood, helichrysum, pine, grey amber, sandalwood, same prices as noir tropical

Plum in cognac, scents of wood, the bottles (for the full size) look like anatomically correct hearts and the colors are customizable when you order, this smells sensual and proactive with its sweet and smoky depth with a realm of familiarity to bring comfort, notes of caramel, tobacco, cinnamon, nutmeg, juicy plum, vanilla, vetiver, aged in a cognac barrel (made with sugar cane alcohol so it absorbs some of the scent notes of the wooden barrel it’s aged in), 10mL $55, 75mL $240

Bulletproof, Margot Elena, TokyoMilk dark line, this reminds me of what a pirate could smell like, notes of smoked tea, coconut milk, crush cedar, and ebony woods, 45mL $52 one size only

Eclipse, Margot Elena, TokyoMilk dark line, smells like a unique mix of spices and florals as mysterious and ever changing as the solar and lunar cycles, notes if black anise, mint leaf, smoked amber, and gardenia, 45mL $52 one size only

Nocturnal, Margot Elena, TokyoMilk dark line, smells like a walk through the woods on a crisp early spring evening, notes of cypress, dark patchouli, vetiver, and night musk, 45mL $52 only one size

Wild whims, Margot Elena, TokyoMilk, smells like wanderlust and wild abandon frolicking through fields in the summer sun, bites of sweet grass, clary sage, verdant (very green smelling) florals, and citron, 30mL $48 one size only, this one layers especially well with green spell!! Most of TokyoMilk can be blended with other fragrances b/c they’re are 4 note fragrances similar to bon perfumer in that sense

Green spell, Eris Parfums, an alluring garden full of specimens for all over the world cultivated with care and just a touch of magic and whimsy, notes of Italian mandarin, French black currant bud absolute, Iranian galbanum, Egyptian violet leaf absolute, French narcissus absolute, tomato leaf accord, fig leaf accord, Haitian vetiver, Ambroxan, and musk, 50mL $165 one size only

Spezie De’ Medici, i profumi di firenze, spezierie palazzo vecchio, this is a very old fragrance line dating back to Italy even before the famed Catherine Di Medici there are whispers that she even wore a few of these fragrances, smells like a warm hug from loved ones in your life as you all bake spice cookies for the holidays, notes of orange, lemon, cinnamon, nutmeg, clove, ginger, pink pepper, black pepper, 50mL 46€ ($49.59)

L’uomo di pitti, i profumi di firenze, spezierie palazzo vecchio, an outdoor market in Florence Italy filled with the latest fashions from visitors and importers all of the world with deeply aquatic and herbaceous hints, notes of pink pepper, iris, amber furan, ambergris, labdanum, sage, and rhubarb, 50mL 48€ ($51.74)

Bulls blood, imaginary authors, they create stories of fragrance from books that don’t exist each package (full size) is made to look like said book that doesn’t exist, smells like the perfect balance of brutality and elegance a scent for the lovers and brawlers deeply bold, animalic, and sensuous, notes of geranium, Spanish rose, patchouli, black musk, tobacco, sandalwood, and bull’s blood, sample $6, 14mL travel $42, 50mL $105

Every storm a serenade, imaginary authors, smells like the eye of the storm a day full of moody and choppy waters finally sailing into a brief moment of stillness to absorb the environment, notes of danish spruce, eucalyptus, vetiver, calone, ambergris, and Baltic Sea mist, same pricing as bull’s blood

Musc, Molinard, a French perfume company founded in 1849 with many fragrances full of notes that end up encapsulating one feeling, note, or moment, smells warm, woody, amber heavy musk, notes of muscade nois, bergamot, juniper berries, incense, patchouli, teak wood, musk, amber, and labdanum, 7.5mL 11.67€ ($12.58), 75mL 57.50€ ($61.98)

The Original, Eight & Bob, this fragrance was worn by a young JFK who discovered it through a young man and his family he met while on vacation in the French Riviera, a very classic clean fragrance that can lean on the side of aftershave-esque, notes of cardamom, lemon, pink peppercorn, dried woods, violet leaves, labdanum, evergreen wood, amber, sandalwood, and vetiver, 30mL 80€ ($86.24), 50mL 120€ ($129.36), 100mL 190€ ($204.81), 150mL 210€ ($226.37)

Winter nights, Dasein, comes in a line that is meant to smell like the different stages of winter there is also one for greens and the daytime, smells like a fire pit with friends in late January as the snow has started to pile up but on a blissful day where it is warm enough to go outside a gathering occurs with the rich smell of pine all around, notes of coastal forest, driftwood bonfire, cardamom tea, lavender flowers, wild musk, and woodsmoke, 50mL $125

Almost single, Confessions of a rebel, this is a collection known for making provocative and sexy fragrances with cheeky names, a hazy spicy scent tempered by woody florals, notes of black pepper, cardamom, iris, rosemary, and sandalwood, 8mL $28, 100mL $125 Ray-flection, masque Milano, opera line, an avant garde what would a flower from an alien planet smell like, notes of mandarin essence, sparkling aldehydes, cardamom pure jungle essence, mimosa absolute France, violette leaves absolute, solar rays accord, beeswax absolute, cedar wood essence, and musk accord, tester 6€ ($6.47), 10mL 46€ ($49.59), 35mL 133€ ($143.37)

White whale, masque Milano, opera line, a nod to the novel Moby Dick an adventure for any sea fairer, notes of candles, olibanum, salty rope accordion, black pepper Madagascar, ambergris accord, osmanthus china, violet flower, orris concrete Italy, cedar wood Virginia, patchouli Indonesia, vetiver Haiti, cistus laudanum, tester 7€ ($7.55), 10mL 49€ ($52.82), 35mL 151€ ($162.77)

Lost Alice, masque Milano, opera line, the tales of Alice in wonderland captured via scent in different stages of tea with the mad hatter, notes of bergamot, ambrette seed, clary sage, “Too Much Black Pepper”, carrot heart, Oreos concrete, English tea, white roses (painted red), sandalwood India, broom absolute Italy, and Fleur de lait (steamed milk accord), same pricing as ray-flection although lost alive does have a 100mL option too for 379€ ($408.55)

Pale fire, apoteker tepe, smells like a rich and slightly drunken hot cocoa after coming in from taking the leaves on a blustery fall day, notes of amber, olibanum, palmers, whiskey, and cocoa, sample $8, 6mL $20, 35mL $130, 105mL $280

The holy mountain, apoteker tepe, this is what I imagine the misty mountains to smell like to the point of almost being able to hear singing around a hearth in the background, notes of pine smoke, incense, balsam fir, labdanum, and guaiacwood, same pricing as Pale Fire

After the flood, apoteker tepe, true to the name it smells like the damp earth that’s still waterlogged after immense amounts of rain, notes of violet leaf, water lily, mushroom, patchouli, and wet earth, same pricing as the other two apoteker tepe

Le castiglione, jovoy Paris, from Les cocottes de Paris, another one of my personal favorites that I wear quite often, has been described as smelling like Dracula’s mistress based on a rumor started in the early to mid 19th century surrounding a model who (was described as the world’s vainest woman) once she “got old” (all of 40) she would only leave her house at night and donning all black and the rumors flew leaving behind only whispers and whiffs of this scent as she would walk by, a fragrance that is both earthy and citrusy, with an almost apothecary feel to it that keeps you sniffing the sample trying to figure out what it reminds you of, notes of mugwort, citron, juniper, licorice, patchouli, grey amber, myrrh, and styrax, sample $3, 50mL 75€ ($80.85)

After hours, antica farmacista, smells like sipping on a berry filled night cap paired with a fresh crème brûlée to enjoy in your favorite leather chair by fireside in an old family library, notes if blackberry, cocoa, tobacco, davana, black rose, single malt bourbon, cognac, oud, leather, crème brûlée vanilla, and amber, 10mL travel $22, 50mL $86

Late harvest, fort manle, the packing is really cool and the scents come in bottle that look like vintage ink bottle topped with an ornate golden cap that would work as a wax seal in a pinch, smells how I imagine an older bilbo baggins to smell like while relaxing in the shire smoking his pipe, notes of cherry pipe tobacco, vanilla, cedar wood, rosewood, leather, and rose, sample $10, 50mL $250, it’s pricy but the wear time is insane (I’ve tested it before and had it still smell fairly strong the next day even after showering)

Bojnokopff, fort manle, the story behind this is the famed Russian magician Bojnokopff (idk if he’s actually real tho lol) performing in 1897 St. Petersburg the closing act of his final show before retirement and to amaze the masses he disappears into a cloud of purple haze leaving behind only whiffs of lavender, oud, and chocolate this is a very dark and punchy scent (I find that people either love it or hate it with no inbetween), notes of French lavender, vanilla, dark chocolate, oud, and cedar wood, sample $10, 50mL $250 there is also a discovery set of the entire fort manle line that is $70 for a sample size of 7/8 of their fragrances

Uomo, carthusia, smells like the hot Italian partner you can’t take home to your family who rides a motorcycle while wearing a tank top with a leather jacket while smoking, notes of lemon, bergamot, freesia, green leaves, lily of the valley, jasmine, geranium, cedar wood, patchouli, sandal, palmers, amber, white musk, 50mL 70€ ($75.46), 100mL 90€ ($97.02)

Terra Mia, carthusia, smells like a coffee shop right before open there are notes of citrus roasted nuts and coffee in the air along with the smell of light florals that grace each seating area, notes of bergamot, neroli, pink peppercorn, rose, jasmine, orange blossom, Arabic coffee, hazelnut cream, amber woods, vanilla, ambroxan, and white musk, same pricing as uomo

Mediterrano, carthusia, a bright and sunny fragrance with notes of green tea, notes of wild mint, lemon, eucalyptus, litsea cubeba, red thyme, bergamot, jasmine, cardamom, flowers of the fields, tangerine, green tea, and white musk, same pricing as terra Mia and uomo

Broken Theories, Kerosene, the packaging is cool seeing as it is a nod to the city the fragrance is created in (Detroit) each bottle is painted in motorcycle paint and the metal label is hand stamped, it smells like a fire pit while drinking a spiced mimosa, notes of blood orange, tobacco, spices, vanilla, sandalwood, our, and incense, it’s a heavy but not overwhelming scent that covers you like a blanket and can last several hours without needing to reapply, 100mL $152

Meltdown, elder & willow, these last two are roll on essential oil fragrances that are very budget friendly, this one is meant to calm anxiety and help with grounding, bites of lavender, lemon, ylang ylang, bergamot, rose geranium, vetiver, Roman chamomile, benzoin essential oils, and scent is all in a coconut oil as the carrier, $12 per 10mL roll on

Sweet dreams, elder & willow, meant to promote sleep, notes if lavender, vetiver, Roman chamomile, cedar wood, benzoin essential oils, scent is in coconut oil as the carrier, $12 per 10mL roll on, I love elder and willow they also have teas, bath soaks, and skincare products

And thus concludes fragrance lessons/recs with Roza! I hope this was more informative and less of a fever dream than perfume ads on screen that don’t actually tell you anything about the fucking fragrance and just go off of vibes and celebrity presence!!

[peterdarlingg]

Bloody promises

Pairing:Mob!tom holland x reader

Synopsis: it’s your first date with Tom in a long time. Though things don’t go as planned.

Warnings: mentions of injuries, blood, pain meds, angst. (I think that’s it let me know if I’m missing something.)

A/n: hope you enjoy! I love hearing feedback (nicely<3)

It was wrong place wrong time. You and Tom had planned to go out on a date that night, seeing as it’s been months since you both had spent quality time together.

You decided to just keep it simple and take a walk and eat some ice cream from your favorite place in London.

Taking a stroll all the while Tom is telling you about his day, how horrible it was, how someone owed him tons of money and how much he missed you.

You always took his mind off of his work. Looking back, you knew what you were getting into when you started dating.

After all, you yourself had come from the second most powerful mob in London. Your father though kept you in the dark about a lot of the bad and the ugly, seeing as he wanted to protect you but now this is your life permanently. Though Tom always tries to protect you from everything and anyone.

Many always tried to take down Tom and his mob and all were unsuccessful. That meant he always had full protection on the mansion and on you specifically. You always had a target on your back since you were considered Tom’s weakness and your father had his own powerful mob as well. So you thought who would dare go against the top two mobs in London?

Tom looking back now, was regretting not having his personal guard with him on your guys’ date. You specifically asked today, that it would just be you and him and that you were tired of having someone follow the both of you around and how you just wanted today to be private. “Please T. For me?”

“Things have been really stressful for the both of us and I just want to spend this time together. I know it would be good for us. Please. Just this once?” You begged him to be alone together. You had literally not once gone out wheather with or without Tom, without having protection. Just you and Tom.

He couldn’t say no to you.

~~~

“Tom, T-Tom please,” you cried out.

“We’re almost there darling, stay with me,” he strained, choking back his sobs.

“I can’t, I c-ca-an’t,” you choked out in pain.

Tom stepped on the gas and held your hand and kissed your knuckles and putting pressure on your wound on your side.

“Hey-hey, y/n, stay with me, stay awake okay, we’re almost home!” You could hear Tom faintly talking to you but it wasn’t really registering over your heavy breathing at this point. But you could feel the anxiety radiating from him. “Harrison!” Tom yelled bursting into the house with you in his arms, looking for his second in command. His yell echoed eerily through the house and just seconds later Harrison came running down the hallway, face panicked and alert.

“Get Claire here now!” He barked. Claire was a doctor and he pays her a hefty amount of money to work for him and the only one Tom trusted at that. Harrison opened his mouth just before Tom yelled “Ask questions later haz, now!” He ran down stairs to the med bay Area and put you in the bed. You were yelling in pain begging him for relief.

“Please make it stop,” you shouted voice straining in pain. “Make it stop,” you muttered, sobbing quietly. “Please..” you begged him. “Shhh” Tom whispered between your cries of help, tears searing down his face, holding you in his arms rocking you back and forth gently, arm wrapped around your head cradling it gently while his other hand continues putting pressure elbow deep in your blood.

You whimpered as he put generous pressure to stop the blood from flowing further. “Shhh, I’m so sorry sweetheart, I’m so sorry, it’s okay, you’re gonna be okay love,” face buried in your hair, pressing his lips to your temple. “It hurts Tommy,” you muttered. “I know, I know my darling, it’s okay we’re going to get you fixed up okay?” He rasped. His heart hurt hearing the absolute agony in your voice. His mind kept going back to your date and how he could’ve saved you from this pain.

“You doing okay love?”, he noticed you were very quiet. You were sitting together on a bench in the park at night after having a mouth watering dinner. Not from those fancy restaurants Tom went for his formal meetings though.

You had always loved getting the greasy, mouth watering food from your favorite diner that had been around for forever. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?” He asked while looking at you with all the admiration in the world. It was just you and him.

“Yeah.” You smiled softly at him. “I was just thinking that I don’t remember the last time we went out together, you know I just-“

Tom was brought back when he heard footsteps coming inside and he saw Claire. “What’s the damage?”, She asked Tom. You tuned them out, you felt heavy but on the clouds at the same time. Tom was holding your hand and still putting pressure on with his other. You didn’t look so good. Your face was white as a sheet and you were sweating profusely. Your body was shaking and shuddering. Claire was already going to work. “How much blood has she lost?”, she asked him. Tom let out a shaky breath, his anxiety overflowing. “A lot. A bunch of it…too much,” his voice barely above a whisper. “I-I-I’m-m cold-d.” You whispered. You were breathing rapidly, Your body shaking, curling up into you self as you tried to get warm.

“She’s going into shock,” Claire announced and she started working as fast as she could. “Get that blanket from the chair over there and wrap it around her shoulders. Now.” She ordered Tom while she continued working on you and pushing some fluids into an IV into your arm and hooked you up to various machines that made you look so fragile beneath them. In just a few seconds, Tom came back next to you and started covering you with the blanket and tucking it around your shoulders very effectively. He then proceeded to rub up and down your shaky arms continuously trying to comfort you and keep you as warm as possible.

He stood at the head of the bed and watched Claire starting to work on you. She had given you some anesthesia and pain meds so you were slowly getting knocked out at this point. Your eyes fluttered shut looking up at Tom, his fingers tangled in your hair, hand rubbing up and down your arms and leaned down and kissed your hair. He was the last thing you saw before you saw black.

~~~

You woke up to annoyingly loud beeps. Attempting to open your eyes was a struggle it was like they were glued shut. You felt a pang of pain down your side that came and went. Finally coming to it your eyes slowly fluttered open and you realized you were in the med bay in your home. Suddenly you heard muffled voices coming from the other side of the door. The voices got gradually louder and that’s when you realized it was Tom arguing with Harrison. You looked around the room and found evidence of Tom staying here by your side. His phone, cups of coffee and blankets and other clutter. The door opened abruptly and Tom walked in.

“Sweetheart, you’re awake!” Tom tried to look happy but you could see the concern and sadness clear as day in his eyes. “Yeah,” You croaked your throat scratchy and dry. You coughed harshly, wincing in pain from your side. Tom rushed to get you some water.

“Here, here darling, drink baby” he held up a cup of water to your mouth helping you sip, his hand cupping your head for support. The cold water felt incredible, like you hadn’t had a drink in weeks.

“More water?” He gently asked. You shook your head no. “No thank you.” You whispered head falling back from a sudden dizziness. “You okay, love?” “How are you feeling?” He gently probed, gently running his hand over your hair. “I’m okay I think, just a little lightheaded. “It’s probably the meds they got you on. It’s gonna go away in a bit don’t worry.” He said softly, sitting beside you on the edge of your bed.

“It’s okay it’s kinda sick actually, it’s like I’m drunk,” you giggled, turning into a full blown laugh. Tom started laughing as well seeing you all high and silly from the meds was very interesting to say the least. “Why were you yelling?” You softly asked him after coming down from your laugh attack. “What?” “I heard you and Harrison arguing out in the hall,” you told him. “Oh..I- I’m just so- I just can’t believe I let tonight happened. It’s all my fault and I’m not gonna stop till I find out who did this to you. I’m so sorry darli-“ “T, stop, take a breath.” You stopped his rambling. “It’s not your fault.” “Please don’t ever think that. It’s not.” You shook your head looking him in the eye. “You saved me.” Voice cracking, you smiled sadly at him, tears welling in your eyes. “No but I shouldn’t have had to save you from anything or anyone, you don’t get it.” He shook his head, getting worked up now. “I could’ve lost you tonight.” His voice cracked, eyes teary. ‘I could’ve lost you, I was loosing you.” His eyebrows furrowed a pesky little tear escaping his eye. You slowly cupped his face, gently wiping his tears with your thumbs, kissing his forehead.

“I’m here,” you whispered in the cold empty room. Just you and him. “I’m here Tom, I promise I’m not going anywhere.” You pressed your forehead against his, eyes closed breathing each other in as time stood still, just you and him. “I love you,” he whispered. “I love you most.” you whispered back. He smiled gently. You don’t know who leaned in first but it didn’t matter you felt his soft warm lips on yours.

He Feverishly kissed you like you’d disappear and slip out of his arms at any moment. His fingers tangled in your hair and your hands around his neck. He was holding onto you so tightly but so gently at the same time. He deepened the kiss and held you tighter somehow if that was even possible. Both your limbs entangled and you couldn’t see where your arms began and ended. He was being so gentle and tender with you like you were made of glass, he never forgot that you were still freshly, badly injured.

Coming up for air both of you panting, you rested your head on his shoulder and closed your eyes enjoying being in his arms and in his warmth and presence. “Please don’t blame yourself my love.” You told him, voice soft. “I don’t blame you and I don’t believe that what happened was in any way shape or form your fault.” “If anything I’m the one to blame, cause you told me it’s best to have protection with us and I said no and-“ “hey-hey, no, you’re not to blame for this. At all.” He backed away to look at you.

“You just wanted it to be me and you.” “And that’s valid.” “I know you’ve been stressed lately. And I know I haven’t been making it better with me always looking over my shoulder. But I promise you right here, right now I’ll do better by you. I swear it.” He looked at you intensely, eyebrows furrowed. “Pinky promise?” You lightly laughed, trying to lighten the mood, raising your pinky.

He chuckled and held up his own. “pinky promise.” He intertwined his pinky with your own. Then hugged your head firmly to his chest, kissing your hair.

[stormcrow513]

Tw for death and suicidal thoughts

Even more sure now that Bailey isn't going to make it much longer and I'm very very fucking familiar with dogs deaths, the youngest I was 4 and brother dog knocked up his sister, there were puppies most were born dead but two lived at first I was there when the one Raccoon died, his brother Socks died much later when I was a teenager and I was there for that death as well,

I've walked the death road so many times with all sorts of animals but none so much as dogs,

I know dogs so well I could probably make one,

One thing some people who've had dogs die mostly around 7,8,9 when dogs get into their teens they are basically a human in their 90s,

Their tough son of a bitches but any little thing they could once shurg off their so old now it's easier for it to kill em, they are running out of heads in a coin toss,

My last dog to go was in 2020 or 2021 can't think right now to fucking high and hurting to think dates,

So where we're at that February got a horrid cold, while it was warm inside it was cold outside below 0 we would have gladly let him pee on the floor, but he wouldn't he would strain and cry to hold it and go outside what else could we do? we let him out, then he started going down we had to carry him, then the night I knew he was going I sat on the floor with him til he took his last wheezing breaths,

And no we didn't take him to be put down the stress of the car ride he hated cars would have killed him rather he end wheezing at home with me loved the scared out of his mind,

Two options only and only you can decide

I don't need the trolley question because I've lived it enough to know you can only make the decision in the moment and you'll never be sure you were right after wheather anyone agrees with you or not,

So Bae my beautiful girl is 15 and she was absolutely going to make it to the end of the year then this mother fucker basically in my backyard the ONLY place I can let my dogs pee he dumps fucking pesticide all over on weeds he'd just hired someone to mow,

Now my babies dieing cause that shit has made everyone in my house sick,

It's okay for this guy to do this,

He can pour poison into my space as surely as if he were smoking tobacco or vaping in my living room small beings always hot hardest,

But people in some areas can't put a big metal dinosaur statue in their yard (real thing saw it in local Colorado news,

People can dump known acknowledged in court of law poison all over me and mine cause it's his house right in mine,

This is all right cause he's getting rid of weeds cause the fucking slow tape and murder of the land means it's okay to kill my baby girl my family I've had her as a puppy and it was love at first sight,

I kept poison out of this land for two months off six fucking years but some asshole who owned the land behind us that went to his house and was empty land, he didn't like my dad or other people here he bragged how he cut his land in three this guy who bought the house wanted the land with it to store cars which would have been perfect they were good neighbors, they guy refused then sold to Clayton home who at first was going to put one house in middle and then put two house there putting one right next to my fence,

The city council allowed this to happen everyone's sure they got slipped some money,

All this shit is a fucking ok, if I put a rainbow flag up here at my house my gun owning republican neighbors would likely shot me or or as has fucking happened to me throw rat poison into my backyard, hey look how we are right back to the star,

Poison in my yard dieing dog,

I'm so fucking tired right now guys so damned tried and I know myself now I know who I am in this time I am not going to ever kill myself once I thought it meant taking control over my life from my father and sister now I know that I wouldn't be winning I'd be losing,

That's just how I see it now for me not saying suicides have lost maybe for them in that moment they won their fight we can never know what they felt then, just like we can't determine what is winning and what is losing for another person,

But I know what it is for me, I can't go that way,

If this world wants me gone it's going to have to kill me itself,

But now there's no break to think I could rest I could close my eyes and be done I can make that choice,

I don't have that little comfort anymore,

And I no longer can take any breaks now, I am just being hot over an over increasingly so over the years

I can't take a break though every thing keeps telling me to,

I can't the second I stop to float something grabs my ankle and pulls me underneath,

I have to keep swimming or it's going to drown me,

It's why I'll never be able to be anything but a witch my need is so great magic is all I can turn to,

If I don't get myself out and pull ma up with me then it's all over,

I understand stand others experience otherwise but this is my experience

And I came to know it through abilities that came naturally to me,

But I'm just so tired and I feel like it's just pulling me down so hard I can't even try to swim I'm caught in a net right now,

And I'm sorry if some of you get oppset with me for writing this down,

I need it

And once I needed to read others messages like this

So to teenage me you are not alone

No matter what others are out there

Same and different

I love you I'm sorry you hurt cause I've hurt and it sucks and it's never ever fair

Edit also I am not typically the type to punch first I tend to let people hit me or someone I care about before I tap in, and even then I might think thwice before I swing,

So I won't tolerate being punched on this post

Therefore if you are rude to me on this post I will immediately block you unless I've talked to you enough to check you meant it badly, otherwise I'm blocking immediately if treated badly on this post

[acshikel]

Daily Journal #7

Monday, September 2, 2024

Daily Journal: Staying Safe During Typhoon Season

Today, I'm focusing on preparing for typhoon named EntengPh Living in a typhoon-prone area means being proactive and taking necessary precautions to ensure safety for myself and my family. This journal entry will serve as a reminder of the steps I need to take to stay safe during these powerful storms.

Before the Typhoon: I regularly check weather updates from reliable sources like the wheather forecast on TV's and radio. I pay close attention to warnings and advisories, knowing where my nearest evacuation center is located. I also prepare our emergency kit that contains, battery, clothes, mineral water and non-perishable goods that atleast will last for 3 days and a flashlight. I'd also make sure that our home is secured. I close and secure all windows and doors, I also check and clean gutters and drains to prevent blockages. I also search for the nearest evacuation center so that we know where were going incase that we need to evacuate.

During the Typhoon my family and i stayed indoor while keeping the radio on and listening on latest updates about the typhoon on place. Luckily, our place remains safe from flooding.

After the typhoon, my parents go out to check and clean our surroundings. Being prepared and keeping yourself and your family safe during calamities is also a kind of taking care of oneself.

#selfcareduringtyphoon

@ruuhwee

[dann-art]

I haven't read TVA yet and was wondering how exactly it treated Armand's origins. I didn't expect it would be this bad. I'm dreading it now, cause I know I'll be so mad at all the ignorance. Why did she even go there if she wasn't going to do basic research? "Oh, let me take this foreign region I know nothing about and treat its geography and history like my own personal headcanon". God, Anne, I love your characters and your philosophy, but sometimes you really test me.

On the other hand it makes me happy that we got Assad and the show will probably have a different story of Armand's roots, hopefully done with more research and care.

Okay this contrains spoilers from TVA i guess

I mean, it's like you know. You read it and you feel like time and place doesn't really matter. First of all, I can't really tell, I don't know a lot about orthodox church, i can tell you dates of Major events in It, like some basic things i reaserched once for school. My knowlegde Is based on Wikipedia, what i learned in school, and some Russia literature (but like from XIX century so that's not helping)

But well Its treaded very poorly. Like of course its described as Its cold, a lot of snow, vert dark and poor. That's whole description of place. It fell It happens in the North, liké you know, Taiga. First thing you Imagine when you here Sibir (well also not entirely accurate for that region but you know what I mean), when in reality Kiev is located nearer the Eurasian steppe (or on that area im not sure) but the climate there is different lol. Like no way It was all covered in snow during fucking easter, i know, wheather abominations are thé thing (like this year there were days in early April it was so hot we went swimming, and that's not normal) but come on, that's not normal.

Another thing, whole backstory of Armand with creating icons. Like first of all, icons are written not painted (that might be fault of translation, or English terminology tho, I'm not an expert). I don't know a lot of the process, like one video make by monk who creates them, but the whole process in the book is described like i feel somethings wrong. But well its kinda weird, all of this monastery experience Is Just weird like, no way. But i Simply dont know enough to talk about (and suprisingly probalby more than the author, which Is funny liké girl, learn about what you're writing).

There was also a moment when easter eggs are treaded liké It was some very big treasure. Priceless thing. And again im not orthodox i dont know of their traditions, but if feels exagérated a little bit. I know It was diffent time, and Place and mentality and all. But we like eat them. Decorate, take to church and then eat for easter breakfast (catholics, Poland) and i dont think orthodox churxh is vert different, i can try to talk to friends who have orthodox family but well what else would you do with that. So the Moment Armand keeps the egg he got front his mother Its liké okay, She could do that, but Armand bestie its a fucking egg. Normal boiled egg, its gonna expire before you even go back to Venice. What was the idea to keep It. Liké that doesnt make any sens.

I understand like cultural or historical inaccuracies, but knowlegde about the fact that you can't keep an egg forever Is common knowlegde lol.

And theres not much more to say simply because the Field Is not further explored (for better in this case i believe). He could as well come from Sweden, or Spain, or Greece or whatever Place. Like all of the baxkstories with historical setting are written like they Can happen in any place and any time, because the setting isn't determining anything really.

What id liké to mention that this orthodox/bisanthin (I'm not sure about the word) art is some kind of obscure and cold. Like Have you ever seeen It??? Its so beautifull and all Golden, decorated and i just love It. Liké guess more accurate would be set the story a century later, in some empty protestant temple lol.

But yeah im sooooo excited about what show will do with Armands backstory. They Always do a good work so i know they wont dissapoint me.

And yeah im kinda sad in the same time, they didnt keep the original (with fixing It off, because Jesus Christ, what Is this), because i would be nice to explore the region and orthodox culture which is so fascinanting. (cossak armand just a hundread year and we couldve had it all It would be soo cool)

[crayzkrypto]

Kat's Basic Introduction:

Name: Aether/Kryptopath/Nightmare

Nicknames: K/Kat/Kry/Ace/Reaper/Night/Ari/Aries

Age Range: 16/17

Taken: By my Boyfriend, Crayzkato/Kato! <3 Him ^ ^

How short am I?: I'm 5'1-5'2 TvT

Gender: Male + Non-Binary & Genderfluid

Pronouns: He/Xe/Xyr/They/It (Got an issue with neopronouns? Okay, L, get over it bozo, it's just a pronoun,)

Zodiac: ♐ Sagittarius (🔥 symbol)

Sexuality: Biromantic, Polyamorous, Demiromantic, Demisexual, and, Aroaceflux.

Main Fandoms/Interests & Stuff I watch: Lunime (Obvi), Wings Of Fire, Warrior Cats, Httyd, Genshin, Minecraft, ARK, Subnautica, FNAF (I have played a majority of the games, and know the lore a decent bit), Undertale, Harry Potter, Raptor Red, Fairy Tail (Anime), Tokyo Ghoul (Anime), Demonslayer (Anime), Attack On Titan (Anime), Avatar The Last Airbender (Anime), Bleach (Anime), MHA (Anime), Inyuasha (Anime), Vampire Knight (Anime), Pokémon (All the games except up to scarlet and violet, I have played. I've also watched all the Animes and movies.), Jurassic park/world franchise, etc,

Bands/artists I listen to:

Ac/dc, three days grace, Linkin Park, twenty one pilots, Cavetown, Mitchel Dae, Alan walker, marshmallow, cold play, the chainsmokers, Eminem, juice wrld, blackbear, onerepublic, owl city, bohnes, 5 seconds of summer, maroon 5, fallout boy, Panic! At the disco, disturbed, tobu, elektronomia, Vicetone, noisestorm, wheathers, Enhypen, seether, SIXXAM, thousand foot krutch, my chemical romance, stileto, rebzyx, AVIVA, Silent child, Voilá, Imagine Dragons, kordhell, the weekend, layto, neoni, theory if a Deadman, avenged sevenfold, five finger death punch, skillet, AJR, boywithuke, moon deity, cxvxlry, dxrk, post Malone, Christian gates, ragnboneman, system of a down, Sam tinnesz, rise against, interworld, Connor Kaufman, Khalid, And there's a lot more.

Hobbies: Art, gaming, writing, poetry, botany (plant growing), caring for my cats, making Vids, making music, making games, animating stuff, coding, etc.

Pets: Artemis (Cat), Loki (Cat), Cloud (Chicken/Rooster),

Pets I used to have:

Milo (An orange tabby cat named after Milo from Milo and Odus)

Snow (An Albino siamese cat, who was blind, died of a respitory cold of some sort, will miss him.)

Buttercup (A Stray tortoiseshell cat I befriended when younger, she has since vanished,)

Redwood (American Toad, she died one night randomly.)

Verden (Green Locust, she lived a happy and full life for a locust, ^ ^)

Octavia (Wolf Spider,)

Iridescent (A California Pipevine swallowtail butterfly I cared for after I found her struggling to fly in a parking lot, most likely cause was a car, as a lower wing was badly torn. Poor thing, she lived the rest of her time without more pain, and trusted me enough to pet areas that were not her wings, and to handle her.) (fun fact, Pipevine swallowtails are one of the world's deadliest butterflies, apparently due to them eating Pipevine plants as a caterpillar. Just be careful not to touch the wing power and you'll be good though, just remember to wash hands if you can after handling one just incase, however. )

Dark (Mouse)

Gem (Mouse)

Wof Sona: Aries, and many more wof sonas (I have like, twenty.)

Aries-

Fictionsonas: Kat or Kryptopath

Kat-

Kat the crystal child, who freezes people. ^ ^

Kat also has a high concentration of magic in his body, and can create blue flames, use dark soul magic, absorb energy from souls, or steal life force on similar terms to absorbing one's soul; only it's bit by bit, and the person is alive.

He's not particularly aggressive, just don't get on his bad side. Do the wrong thing, and you'll be saying farewell.

Kryptopath-

And now for a dozen Kry variants.

Main Sona (Also my first ever oc): Midnight/Night

Trigger warning for DNI list, bc mention of sensitive stuff !

Basic DNIs:

Homophobic ppl

Transphobes

Ableists

Sexists

"far right" people

Hypocritical ppl

Toxic ppl

Pedos

Zoophiles

MAPs

Classists

Racists

People who can't respect simple boundaries.

Proshippers of any kind

Ppl who are 12 or younger.

Anyone who is a "ultimate fan" of the Lunime ship "Cykophan" (If you come at me for hating the proship, I will block you. Sorry ! ), DNI.

People DNI list:

* Lithium (Shitty person)

* Roze (Even shittier person)

* Aida (Also a pretty toxic person) (These 3 went out of their way to make up crap that wasn't even true about me, for no reason other than to start shit it seems, I thought they were WAY more mature than that, too. People are surprising, People's behavior and immaturity never ceases to amaze me sometimes I swear. 💀)

* Injigo (I think this one's pretty fucking obvious. Injigo, kindly stay far away from me, harass me on anything, and I Will be blocking you. You are the definition of EW.)

* Charactery (I was in fact groomed by this asshole, and also dated him at one point unfortunately, I was 15 around that time. He also manipulated me with alts, and tricked me into defending him with said alt accounts, as well.)

* Mari/"djphantomxcykopath" (No, 10thousand TIMES Over and over again, NOPE! STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MEEEE !) (Really bigoted, let's pedos into places with minors, showed nsfw art of a 7 y/o CHILD in my dms randomly and without warning and without spoiler before I blocked her on discord!) (defending Transphobes, racists, pedophiles, etc.)

* Poppy/Lilith/BlueVioletsGACHA (Pedo, groomer, groomed me, sent overly sexual stuff in my dms on discord despite me telling her to stop, racism, and more!)

* Asher (Racism & Ableism, also treated me like dogshit.)

* Kae/Kit (Zoophilia, was once identifying as a "MAP", was romantically attracted to toddlers she was babysitting, racism, borderline homophobia, borderline ableism, defending pedos and zoophilia, defending h/tl/r. And more...)

* Hunter (Formerly SeanIsAlone on Fandom) (Got upset over a 'mean lesbian' flag bc lesbians who hate men, idk why you'd get mad over that, esp since your trans masc?)

* Axo/Kstar (Racism, homophobia, Transphobia, ableism, bigotry, misgendered ppl constantly, spreading misinformation abt others, lying abt age big time, and more,)

* Enes (Racism)

* Wolfie

* Miijovie

* Shizu

* Naomi

* Revon/Malefor

* Rae/Rye

* Abyss/lost one/Abysskeeper/darkness ( Toxic bitch. Who said herself she sees people as toys and "chips in the game" and saying she "sees the world in red" implying age likes violence and hurting others to get what she wants, too, in fact she also said she'll hurt others to get what she wants before. Defending a racist/Transphobe/homophobe, very rude and problematic in general.)

* Fiore

* Tallie

* Radical Green (Go back to your bridge, troll.)

* AnimeMinecraftfan

Other DNIs:

* Netherite/Claydouh

* Dragonthereborn

* Aprilsilverwolf

* Trixity

-Art status-

Fanart Requests: Tentative

Commissions: Open

Requests: Very Tentative

Art Trades: Closed

Artfight Revenges: Tentative/IDK (As I am not going to have internet for a month or so, so I may not be able to even join this year's artfight.)

Socials:

Tiktok- neon_lunatic (×XNorthern~AetherX× as the display name,)

DeviantArt- xXKryptopathXx

Youtube- neon_lunatic (display name as xXKryptopathXx,)

Artfight- XxXNorthern_SystixXxX

Scratch- LightsOutLunar

Toyhouse- XxXNorthern_SystixXxX

Amino- xXKryptopathXx

Reality- Kryptopath

Spotify- xXKryptopathXx (KZO Band Member)

Fandom- Radioactivatian, or alt; xXKryptopathXx

Roblox- xXKryptopathXx (wingsofark10156)

Tumblr (aka on here)- crayzkrypto

Xbox Tag: ARKDinolove

Cashapp User: $Kryptopath

Thas all for nowww,

FYI Imma be moving to new house soon, prob today! I will not have internet for a month or so unfortunately!

[mmeveronica]

The wheather is getting colder in the northern hemisphere, so may I introduce you to my new homebrew druid circle. Wheather you're looking for a powerful crowd controller or just a druid full of icy power, this new circle is for you!

❄The Circle of Winter❄

Druids of this circle recognise the power winter holds in making equals of all of nature, that the mightiest bear and the tiniest mouse both hide from a winter breeze. They see the greatest might of winter is making everything slow down and the build up of ice and snow across the land.

They've learned to channel this power and can summon a spirit of winter's wind to aid them in combat.

❄Circle Spells

When you choose this circle, you gain access to certain spells at certain levels listed below. These spells all count as druid spells for you and you always have them prepared, though they don't count against the number of spells you can prepare.

Additionally you learn the Gust cantrip. If you already know it you learn another druid cantrip instead. Gust doesn't count against the number of druid cantrips you can know.

Druid Level | Spells

2nd | Armour of Agythys, Healing Word

3rd | Rime's Binding Ice, Gust of Wind, Gentle Repose

5th | Sleet Storm, Gaseous Form

7th | Ice storm, Death Ward

9th | Cone of Cold, Control Wind

❄Spirit of Winter

When you choose this circle at 2nd level, you can expend a use of your wild shape to summon an intangible spirit up to 60ft away that takes the form of a winter's breeze as a bonus action. It covers a 20ft radius sphere. Inside this sphere snowflakes blow around, if it is under water or in another liquid, frozen bits of the liquid flow around. On your turn you can mentally command it to move up to 30ft (no action required).

Enemies that start their turn inside the range of the Spirit of Winter have all their movement speeds reduced by 10ft until the start of their next turn. Whenever you cast a spell of 1st level or higher that deals cold damage you can cause each enemy inside it's range to take cold damage equal to your Wisdom modifier. Additionally whenever you cast a spell that restores hit points to a creature you can cause each ally inside it's range to heal a number of hit points equal to your Wisdom modifier.

The spirit lasts for one hour before dissappearing. You can only activate the additional cold damage or healing a number of times per long rest equal to your proficiency bonus.

❄Windchill

At 6th level, the power of winter infuses your wind magic. Whenever you cast a spell with "wind" in it's name you can choose to cause it to deal extra cold damage. This extra cold damage is a number of d8 equal to half the level of the spell slot used to cast the spell, rounded down (minimum of 1).

If the spell already causes creatures to make a saving throw each turn the spell is active, creatures take the extra cold damage when they fail this saving throw or half as much on a success. If the spell doesn't, they make a constitution saving throw at the start of each turn they're in the spells area of effect, taking the cold damage on a failure or half as much on a success.

Additionally when you cast the Gust cantrip you can choose to make it deal additional cold damage on a failed saving throw. The cold damage is 1d8 when you gain this feature but increases to 2d8 at 14th level.

❄Winter Wonderland

At 10th you gain the ability to cast the Wall of Ice spell once per short rest or long rest without expending a spell slot with this feature with a few changes.

The initial damage is halved and the lingering fog from broken sections is removed.

The spell's duration is 1 minute without concentration.

You can only create 5 10ft square sections instead of the normal 10 or the dome or the hemisphere.

❄Brittle Prison

Additionally, you become resistant to cold damage.

At 11th level Wall of Ice is added to the Druid spell list for you.

At 14th you can target a creature within 60ft of you to encase in brittle ice once per short or long rest as an action. The target must make a Strength saving throw against your spell save DC or become restrained and incapacitated. If it is within the range of your Spirit of Winter it has disadvantage on this saving throw. The creature can repeat this saving throw at the end of each of it's turns ending the effect on a success.

When a creature you can see that is restrained by your Brittle Prison takes bludgeoning damage you can use your reaction and double that bludgeoning damage. After you use this effect the creature is no longer restrained or incapacitated.

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

Love getaway

Love getaway  

Fandom: Ikemen Vampire

Pairing: Napoleon Bonaparte x OC (Elaine)

Prompt: July 28th A summer getaway sexathon | Cumming on a cross-country trip

Part of  Summer of Smut hosted by  @voltage-vixen and @kissmetwicekissmedeadly

Tag: Insecurity Reassurance Smut Minors DNI!!

Word Count: 2.162

Author’s Note: Elaine belong to my dear friend @kissmetwicekissmedeadly, that is also the one who suggested me this idea I gift you this fic hoping so much it is of your liking but also that I have satisfied your expectations 🥰😉

A well deserved vacation expect the mansion resident thank to le good Comte kind heart, by a chance Napoleon and his lover end up in the same island where their best friend are, things start to became interesting only after le Comte niece and Jean's wife decide to give them a peculair gift to make them enjoy the retreat to the fullest, setting disarray among their plans much to their enjoyment 😏😉

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You can find me on AO3 as QueenJuliet 😊

Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

It was summer hot as Paris has rarely seen, heat and humidity unbearable to anyone pushed le Comte to book a trip for the whole mansion leaving each of the resident free to pick a place they liked, for a pure coincidence the former emperor and his fresh new bride founded themselves stranded on a remote Polinesian island, unknown to the vast majority of tourists, along their best friends being Jean and his wife.

The book guide seemed pretty interesting, promising nature wonders behind imagination, majestic waterfalls, colorful seashells, mountains and rivers that pushed the reckless side in them to go and explore it all like ancient adventurers on a mysterious quest to uncover an historical mystery kept hidden until their arrival.

He really wanted to see the views the Island had to offer, he really did, but once the boat left them off on the shore they were warmly greeted by Jean and Julia, a pleasant surprise it indeed was discovering to have company for their exploration little did they know their plans were about to go upside down, with a charming smile giggling conspiratorially they delivered them a mysterious gift, he knew they were up to something, or better that Julia was up to something his ever loyal husband was dragged into, yet it seems all so innocent they could do nothing but accept and thank them both, and how right he was.

They followed the instructions written by her childlike calligraphy on the letter she gave them, waiting until sunset to open the curiously wrapped gift when they were finally alone in their overwater bungalow stranded on a secluded area of the sea away from the others enough to give each guest enough privacy for their lovers retreat.

Inside there was a book its cover red, color of love and passion enriched by a refined golden embroider, curiosity pushed them to get a better look inside feisting their gaze on the colorful and well drawn illustrations, merely for knowledge purpose they said yet something strange begin to flicker in them as the images became more and more intimate as the pages went on, detailed description correlating the figures they did not fail to read.

The book in question was no less than one of the original copy of the Kamasutra the ancient indian text about love and sex, a kiss lead to another and soon they found themselves entwined in weird position on their bed panting heavily and not for the unebarable warm wheather of the island.

One of them particularly caught their attention, it was called Lotus position and according to the description it enhanced intimacy linking each sense in the body to one another synchronizing them.

The book smirked maliciously from their nightstand satisfied to have fulfilled his mission, carefully she gazed at the picture splayed all over the page trying to memorize it, she was so cute in that moment the tip of her tongue between her lips as a delicate frown crested on her forehead as her eyes were glued to the illustration, so absorbed in printing it on her mind to think about anything else, how strong willed she could be when she wanted to and after all who he was to deny her anything.

"So I should be on top." she said, slowly sliding over his leg spreading hers shooting a last glance to the two lovers in the picture smirking at them melting past and present in the ancient dance of love that make the world spin around from the beginning of the universe onward.

"I love when you take the lead." he murmured huskily nibbling on her earlobe hearing a soft whimper escape her lips as her fingers tighten lightly on his shoulder before diving slowly into his hair

"I can not resist when you do." his hand begin to roam on her body savouring each sweet sound coming from her at his ministration, softly his fingers tighten on her hips as he began peppering kisses all over her shoulder feeling her body unusually tense against his, nuzzling tenderly onto her neck he murmured in her ear

"You are the one and only I have ever loved so much." she frowned slightly placing the book with its cover down on the nightstand, softly he took her face in his hands facing her sad puppy eyes while a frown was painted on her gracious lips

"What is wrong my Queen." gently he brushed his fingers on her cheeks looking into her eyes trying to read if something was bothering her, seeing insecurity and doubts flickering in her lavender eyes, the tenderness in his voice was enough to move her to tears facing the pure love he was conveying in his words holding her close to him as much as possible looking through her with his honest jade eyes that were capable of peering straight into her core making her feel vulnerable but safe in his arms

"You doubt my words." “No.” she pouted trailing off “It is not that.” she protested weakly "Please do not." his voice stern and commanding as he looked straight into her amethyst eyes with his jade ones sparkling with affection                                                                                     "Doubt of everything but never of my love. You are the only one that ever mattered so much to me." she smiled softly as his reassuring words, his love like the sun melted away all her insecurities and doubts, letting the warmth of his love go straight to her heart and spreading in her whole body before she spoke again, a light frown on her lips as she coyly looked at him                                   "It seems hard." "If you give him some hints he can become harder." he smirked maliciously as she blushed softly "You do not want to try it out with me ?" softly he whispered in her ear                                          "I was really looking forward to do it with the only woman that won my heart." he peppered kisses on her skin showering her in his love, murmuring sweet words as he let his feeling soak through into her heart "The love of my life." a soft kiss on her breasts "My one and only queen." a gentle kiss on her neck, soon covering every inch of her skin with gentle wet kisses.

Before they knew she started to whimper making a triumphant smile curl his lips soon melt in blissful content hearing her wail softly as his hands squeezed lightly her tights, spreading them around his legs he pulled her hips toward him tantalizing slowly he slide his cock into her wet folds, hearing her moan as he parted her walls to accommodate himself where he belonged to.

Once he was sheathed to the hilt into her, he attached his lips to her neck, leaving a trail of tiny lovebites on her tender skin before slowly pushing his fangs into her neck, he rolled her sweet blood all over his tongue as her finger dive in his hair keeping her close to his chest, he groaned lightly making her whimper as his low groans sent flood of arouse into her core, gently he pulled away licking the wound before kiss his way down over her breasts carefully sucking her nipple growling as he felt her finger tug his dark locks mewling his name 

"Napo... leone... ahhh."

"You are so good." he hummed in delight "So sweet." a dreamy sigh escaped her lips while she smiled content at his earnest feeling, pulling away he kissed her passionately entwining his tongue with hers, breathlessly she crawled to leave little lovebites all over his neck making him groan produly at her boldness, his hands continued to move her hips, setting a slow sensual pace eliciting wanton moans at each thrust pushed him deeper into her reaching places she was not aware of as he smiled proudly at her, she threw her head back chanting his name making all the oceans creature to know exactly who she belonged to tugging his dark locks into her fingers, lowl growls erupted from his chest as he closed his eyes focusing in his sensations sheer bliss was being one with her addictive was the feeling of their love, so deep and intense nothing he ever experienced could ever be compared to this,pure ecstasy engulfed him at her walls tighten around him engulfing his manhood in her warm soft embrace he desired to never leave.

A needy moan of pleasure resonate in the air, making her sigh contently her doubts long forgotten thanks to the earnest feeling of his lover

“Elaine.” he sighed softly, his eyes closed he lost himself in bliss feeling her hands crawl to caress his chest, teasing his nipple before diving to claw his back, his eyes crinkled with affection as she smiled playfully at him, softly she cradled his face into her hands crashing her lipson his while he let his hands wander down to massage her sensitive bud bathing in her soft moans of pleasure seeing her amethyst eyes misty with lust looking straight into his, his nimble fingers loyal helper as he teased and brushed feather light touches over her clit  before stroking it boldly making her threw her head back while tender mewl of pleasure escaped her lips, her blondish air gleaming like an aureola under the sun rays cascading freely on her back making her white skin gleam under the warm llight peering though the window, making her look like exactly what she was The goddess who effortlessly conquered his heart the one and only he has always loved with such untamable fierce passion, consuming his every senses, making him feel loved as never before, not for his role, not for wealth, but for what he was, for she loved him not as emperor, not as leader, not for what he has but for what he was Napoleone Bonaparte, a naughty and ambitious boy no better than any other child of Corsica his native island, yet she make him feel special, she gave him what he searched in vain all his life love, understanding but mostly a place where he was free to be himslef, where he can truly feel to belong to as he had never before, whre he can come back whenever he felt the need to fee safe and loved, a place he could call home.

He conveyed all his feeling in a revent kiss full of devotion on her heart, feeling her finger tug in his hair before crawling on his back drawing blood but he could not care less as his hand gripped her hips as he pleased setting a fast pace to match the erratic feverish thrust of his hips, feeling her walls tighten around him as he chased after her climax, groaning in delight as her walls clamped down on him milking him for all he was worth making him spill his seed deep into her she whimpered softly at his warmth flooding her core before tiredly slumping on his chest while he hold her close to his chest caressing her hair he murmured tenderly in her ear

"I love you so mon déesse, more than you can imagine."

"I love you too mon guerrier, so very much."

gently he kissed her forehead seeing her smiling content nuzzling into his chest, his voice sultry and husky stirred something inside her as he murmured in her ear "Prepare to not get any sleep I have got plans tonight." her eyes lit up as she beamed at him looking into his lusty eyes 

"I can not wait." a playful smirk adorned his lips as he brushed the back of his fingers on her rosy cheeks seeing her smile shyly at him 

"That is my good girl do not be afraid I will take good care of you my love."

"I never doubted." she whispered softly leaving a tender fleeting kiss on his cheek

Tenderly he kissed her forehead whispering softly, making a soft smile curl on her soft pink lips

"I love you Elaine forever and ever." he held her close to his chest, his heart melting with love as she placed a sweet kiss over his heart murmuring tenderly "I love you too Napoleone so very much."

Softly they drift asleep cuddled in each other arms determined to sleep and recharge their energy only to show off their love to one another all through the next day as their plans took an unexpected but not undesired turn of thanks to that naughty book their dear friends decided to gift them only out of love, such schemy plan all to help them not let the flame of passion get lost in routine giving them a reason more to enjoy a well deserved vacation in that dreamy island only theirs to explore in more than one ways, bringing back at the mansion souvenir of any kind some materialistic and some left as precious memory they could have replayed each night until dawn.

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You brought this on yourself 🤣 I love how you give Crosshairs point of view so often, but I gotta admit, I was wondering what Dutch was thinking here…it’s all about the spicy longing for me… so

Carefully he wrapped his arms around her, and covered her hands with his own; Caging in her upper body to stabilize the little shake of the gun by taking some of the weight off her arms.

“Confident?” He asked with a hint of mockery to hide his weakening resolve.

She settled back against him tighter, and with a resolved breath she answered;

“With you…? Definitely.”

Such a good fucking girl. He sprawled over her hips with his own, and pulled himself tight against her. Steadying his breathing just long enough to make sure she could follow it easily enough.

“Then take your shot.” He ground out heavily against the shell of her ear.

Crosshair watched the shot leave his rifle, and could already tell she’d made a direct hit. It was actually perfect, and he couldn’t help but loose his concentration from the sensation of her body jolting back against him. She’d handled it flawlessly, but he didn’t miss the little whimper that escaped her when the gun rocked back into her shoulder once again. He wanted her to take one more shot, begging for another just one more excuse to feel her underneath him. To Cross’ utter shock, Duchess began laughing happily at the mere sight of finally hitting her target.

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To begin, Dutch chose to lay prone for a reason. It's actually not the best position for herself -fundementally- and she chooses to ignore that because it's how she pictures Crosshair doing it. That mental image of his shooting like this is ingrained in her mind, and Dutch has too much interest in him to try and position herself any differently. His rilfe is longer than standard, weighs at least six pounds more, his trigger is softer, and the scope sits a little too high to see from it clearly at this angle. All of that comes within seconds of holding it, but Duchess ignores all of that against her better judgement. It's a taunt, as much as it is an impulse to put herself in his preverbial shoes. She can literally feel Crosshair watching her, and althought that's a very distracting thought, Dutch is set on impressing him.

Note: This choice -of positioning- was made not just for logistics, but also because it fits her personality. Duchess isn't shy, and she is certainly not inexpereinced. I thought about this being a "standing" scene but Dutch wouldn't let me. 😅 Although she is extremely independent, her character's biggest weakness is a strong desire to impress -or be accepted. This stems not only from her time with Phantom Squad, but also from the lack of times in her life that someone has told her "good job". When she chooses to lay down, she's literally opting out of the security she would have of making an accurate shot, just to take a chance on impressing Crosshair. That's a risk/guess... But Duchess isn't afraid to try anyways.

The whole time she's actually a lot more concerned with making her shots than anything else. Constantly checking her form and doing anything she's learned in the past to prove that her size isn't a limiting factor like Crosshair says it is. Her shoulder hurts, and although it would otherwise be enough to make her stop -she has her own career effectiveness to worry about- Dutch isn't leaving until dominates this gun. It's not until she hears Crosshair's sigh that it clicks in her mind that he's still watching her struggle, but not taken the oppertunity to stop her from continuing.

Note: Weapons mirror their users. And when I created Duchess, I made the serious decision that a lot of her ability to characterize others would come from their armor and weapons. That's just who she is, and what she knows best. So, in this scene... Dutch is literally equating Crosshair's rilfe, as to a part of him. If it's harsh, that means he is as well... If it's a sensitive model, that says something about Cross. If she can't control it easily, that's an indicator of the man who wields it. Really pay attetion to the way I compare Crosshair to his 'Puncher throughout the fic. I do it with extreme purpose, and although it's not always easy to spot, there are many times I allude to their symbiotic nature.

The moment Crosshair is close enough to touch, all of that subtle teasing about his weapon from earlier is gone. Ultimatley, Duchess can have a smart mouth, and know how exactly how to use it. But Cross presents a whole new kind of intimidation that she doesn't know how to handle. For Duchess, power only comes in two ways: Physical Prowess, or Rank -wheather that by government facilitated, or sibling rank due to the Phantoms. She's never experienced the way Crosshair acts twoards her. Duchess knows he respects her -because of he he listens to her seriously- but he also challenges her to do things she'd be otherwise criticized for with a hint of disbelief. (Like mouthing off, or betting that she couldn't shoot his rifle, despite that being against regulation.)

The moment he puts his leg between hers, Dutch is a ball of nervousness. Sex is nothing new to her, but that kind of confidence in particular, is completely foreign. Normally she's the one who initiates things like physical dominance in personal space. Dutch is so caught off guard, and her whole body freezes up, because she's realising that she likes Crosshair doing that. It's a release of power that she's constantly holding up, and that kind of vulnerability is hard to let go of after making such a habit of about being the strong one. After all, since Phantom Squad, she's had to depend on herself alone.

It's when he grabs ahold of her jaw and tells her to relax that she's really down bad. 🥵 She knows it should be nothing but a technical comment on her form, but he's commanding about it . Literally ordering her to let go, and release that tension. That feels fucking amazing to hear and feel, coming from a stoic guy like Crosshair. She knows his rifle is harsh, and occasionally he is as well; But that's becoming all the more desirable the more he directs her. Pushing her down against the floor, guiding her back against him... Doing simple things, but silently demanding she follow his orders. Duchess doesn't have to do anything -or think about anything- other than letting him take the lead, and she's daydreaming about if he's like that in other areas.

Note: Duchess takes a fully submissive role here. She's fully receptive to Crosshair's leadership, and it's because she enjoys being thought of as weak -or little- on occasion. Her background is full of war accolades, and confidential missions she knows to be successful. All of it culminating in this unspoken war register of a badass woman who fights like a clone trooper. But that's not realistic to uphold all of the time. Everyone likes to be taken care of sometimes, and Duchess just happens to really like someone taking control every once and a while. And with Crosshair, she feels safe enough to let that happen, and also enjoy the sexual aspect she's been thinking about all this time as well.

Duchess admits to feeling confident with him here for two reasons. Number one, she's still trying to be a little teasing. It's natural to have a little fight in her all the time, and with Crosshair, she thinks that flusters him. (She's right by the way...) But secondly, it's her desire to show trust. Crosshair might be fit right up against her, whispering sexual innuendos in her ear, but Dutch ultimately feels safe like this . The rifle isn't going to hurt as bad, she's going to hit the target, and Crosshair's weight is emotionally grounding. They might be attempting to do some target practice, but Duchess is literally getting the equivalent of a weighted blanket and reassurance that her true self isn't unworthy of attention. Plus, it's coming from a man who otherwise appears completely disregarding of anything with a noticable flaw... That's something Dutch will never forget. The best sniper in the GAR is helping her... And he's happy to do so, by getting as up-close and personal as a man could get.

His hands cover her own, rough and calloused, but they're unbelievably gentle. Cross is almost hesitant, and Duchess can tell he's actively trying to ease her tension. The way he speaks is soft, and quiet... Making her feel like jelly. Being asked to follow his breathing pattern, his arms tight around her, legs somewhat twisted into hers, his thigh tight against her core... It's all seductive, and essentially surrounding her body with him. And Dutch can't help but eat it up. She wants more. No one has ever done something so simple, but effective in drawing out her desire to think of herself as something worth coddling -in a sense.

Duchess might hit that target in the end... But the only reason she did was because Crosshair had relaxed her enough so he could aim . (She didn't make that shot. Crosshair did all the work, she just pulled the trigger.) It was the first time Duchess felt like she was being tended to fully, and that's that had her acting so lighthearted at the end.

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We Need Your Help!!

Hi guys, I’m sorry to disappoint you with this post, but I won’t be posting today because there is a huge thing going on in my country and I feel terrible. I’ve been wanting to talk about this for a while, but I didn’t know how to write this. Basically, the north of my country is burning, partly due to the dry period the area is going through and climate change, but also because of both legal and illegal felling. Almost 13 provinces had been affected by the fire. Yes, 13! A lot of people has lost their homes, and the little green areas we have on the north are almost gone! This is terrible not only for the community but also to our planet!! Now, you may be wondering why no one is talking about this? Well, Argentina is probably one of the most ignored coutries around the world. As far as we know, NO OTHER NATION HAS OFFERED TO HELP! NO ONE! Our amazing and brave firefighters are giving their lives to save the community, but the wheather is not helping the situation. We have been waiting for the rain to help us, but nothing is happening. You know, when Australia was burning, everyone wanted to help. California IS BURNING NOW and it’s all over the media. The Amazonas was on fire a while ago, and everyone cared! Why no one is spreading the word about my country’s situation as well?? I know this is something our government should be taking care of, but they are not doing much. I trully believe that if they hear people talking about this, specially from outside, they will do something about this! I know telling you this is not the point of my blog, and don’t get me wrong! I’m not throwing blame to the people who knows about this and doesn’t share the information. No! I’m just asking for your help! We need the world to see what’s happening here! It kills me to see what my country is going through, but what it kills me the most is the fact that no one outside seems to care! I’m gonna leave you some pictures for everyone to see, and if you feel like helping, please spread the word!! Share the post, tell your friends on social media, whatever you can do will help!! Again, I’m sorry if this is not the kind of post you were waiting, but I don’t know what else to do! I’m very far away from the fires, but there is a lot of people losing their homes. Here you will find a video as well. Please spread the word!!

Thank you for your time!

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7 sentences

Hello! I got tagged by @littledumplingwrites, thank you so much!!!

I couldn't quite decide between two of my recent ones... so I decided to follow my lovely mutuals example and just give you both ;)

Rules: 7 sentences of your WIP, tag 7 people

You've all heard of my Doctor Jedi AU... I am still wrestling with it =/

Together they made their way towards a small church. Inside was a small crowd of people scattered over a sitting area in front of a black casket.

For a moment he just stared at it, blending out all quiet conversation around him. The casket was open. From where he was standing, Obi-Wan could barely look inside and saw only a bit of the white sheets.

A hand tucking his own startled him and he turned around to Cody, who smiled a little sadly at him.

"Waxer found us some seats in the back.", he whispered, nodding in the direction of the last row of chairs in which Cody's two brothers were sitting, watching them.

Another Modern AU, Codywan, based on... a rainy day and a nice stranger offering an umbrella

"If you don't have an umbrella, certainly."

"Well, lucky me, I guess.", the stranger took a small, black bundle out of his jacket pocket and took a case of, revealing a folded umbrella.

"Lucky you.", Ben mumbled faintly, while turning back to the rain and considering wheather it would do him any good to put on the light, woollen coat in his hand or not.

The man took the last steps down from the library door and was now standing next to Ben. "Where do you have to go?"

"The bus stop, on the other end of the campus.", he swallowed, a bit bitter.

"I am headed in the same direction. We could… you know… share?", the stranger opened his umbrella and raised it over both of their heads.

Now comes the hard part... tagging 7 mutuals... I don't really think I have that many cause I am fairly new and can't manage to post as regularly as I would like to... but here weg go! I tag @elliott-theking @innocent-until-proven-geeky @here-comes-the-moose .... that's it I don't have any more mutuals that write. So I'll just extent the invitation to anybody who wants to do this! Also there is obviously no pressure to do this if I tagged you.

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Miscellaneous Headcanons: Jinx - TSM (Soften Edition)

Enjoy some cute headcanons of some of my Jinx beans <3

Social Media:

What kind of Youtube channel would they run? - No doubt about it, Jinx would have a book review channel and it would be as cute as heck.

- An incredibly fluffy and sweet vibe, she'd have a large bookcase in her background with cute fairy lights draped over it, maybe some miniture cactus plants sat on some of the shelves.

- Probably uses some soft music box as the background music or something that relates to the book she's reviewing that week.

- Jinx would mostly be a solo reviewer but she might occasionally bring on someone for a collab

- She has gotten some god awful book suggestions, some she does reviews and some she'll outright refuse to do

- Her channel would probably be something like Bookworm or The BookWorm

- One of her videos showcases a mini tour of all the books she's gotten over the years, she's slowly running out of floor space.

What kinda blog would they run? - PASTEL.COLOURS.FOR.DAAAAYS.

- Jinx's blog is dedicated to all things literature from fiction to non-fiction

- She could talk for hours and hours about her favourite authors and the books she's read that week

- Jinx takes photos of her reading space which is normally a comfy chair with a little side table with her current book and a cup of fancy tea steaming next to it and her reading glasses resting on top of her book.

- Though in reality it probably ends up with her sitting up in bed until god knows what time whilst spouting the false promise of 'yes this is the last chapter I'm going to read I swear' wheather that's a book or a really good fanfiction on her ipad that's upto you.

- Jinx's posting shedule would be at least twice a week, depending

- Would for sure have a side blog for fanfiction

Dressing Up:

What would they be for Halloween? - Jinx would be a cute little ghostie for Halloween

- She's not one for being scary so cute is the next best thing

- Jinx would do her best to hand make the costume, it wouldn't be the neatest but hey ghost aren't meant to be

- The costume consists of a white robe with oversized sleeves covering her hands with a lacy hood over the top and short chains would be attached around her ankles

Who would they cosplay as?

- Jinx would for sure cosplay someone like Yuna from Final Fantasy X or Howl from Howls Moving Castle  

- She would try and get a high quality costume, trying to get the most accurate looking one

Food:

What type of biscuit would they be? - A gooey chocolate chip cookie, because she's a soft that is all

What type of tea would they be? -A cinnamon blend tea

What type of alcohol would they be? - A sweet red wine

Games:

What kind of Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck do you they have? - For sure, a spellcaster deck probably based around the Silent Magician

- Not just for the obvious reason...also by how it's played

- Not seeing her with any other type

What kind of Pokemon Team do they have? - Possibly Fairy? I'm not entirely sure because they're a number of pokemon I see her having in her team, I have considered like psychic for another option?

What Animal Crossing animal would they be?

- Maybe a sheep? a cute little purple sheep

- Has the cutest cottage aesthetic going on

- Will gift you many, many, many books

Aesthetic: leather bound books, ink stained parchment, burning candle light, dark blues, pastel pinks and purples, empty potion vials, soft touches, sweet smelling purfumes, crytals, the glittering particles of magic, grubby bandages

Extra headcanon:

- The fiction she read throughout her years helped her discover her bisexuality, she had read so many books with different heros and their romantic endevours that it had a profound a effect on her. At first she didn't understand why she liked boys but also girls??? fiction helped her to finally understand that it was perfectly normal to feel like this.

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Ruben - Jinx: TSM

Social Media:

What kind of Youtube channel would they run? - This boy. THIS BOY. His channel would be a disaster , but a wonderful one..he's trying

- Ruben would do a lot of dumb but harmless challenges, but it would radiate pure chaotic energy

- He's a gremlin with too much time on their hands lets be real here

- Ruben would do a lot of collabs, which are even more diasterous than his solo videos depending which poor soul he asked

- he edits like it's going out of fashion, jumpcuts galore and dumbass sounds effects for days.

- He has a sizable following

- He would for sure drag his boyfriend in for a video...for a price

What kinda blog would they run? - Like this Youtube channel, it's chaotic but is slightly more structured

- Being a avid comic reader, his blog is centred around comic books

- Will have full-on arguements with other people about which character is strongest/best/weakest etc

- "Now you listen here you litle shit, YOU DON'T-"

- His blog is fairly simple in terms of colour scheme, possibly using themes available to him

- Has an inconsistant posting shedule

Dressing Up:

What would they be for Halloween? - Probably a skeleton, surprisingly good at face painting

- He'd use face/body paint for his neck area and hands

- Contacts maybe?

Who would they cosplay as?

- Would for sure cosplay as Beast Boy from Teen Titans, feel like that would be the type of character he'd go for

- Maybe with full-on body paint too?

Food:

What type of biscuit would they be? - Ruben would be like one of those giant biscuits with the chunks of m&ms baked into it

What type of tea would they be? - Iced lemon tea

What type of alcohol would they be? - Apple Cider

Games:

What kind of Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck do you they have? -Elemental Hero deck maybe?

- His love of super heros would play a part in why he chose it

What kind of Pokemon Team do they have? - Possibly flying?

- Has for sure named one of his pokemon Jeremy

What Animal Crossing animal would they be?

-Possibly a squrriel

-Has a mis-matched house because who hell is interior decorating

Aesthetic: Fireworks lighting up the nights sky, scrapped knees, wide grins,bare feet,messy hair constantly running fingers through it,dark greens, off white,loud laughter, dumb jokes.

Extra headcanon:

- Ruben is known for being the town menace, however, when he was younger especially, the elder folk would leave out baked goodies for him to pick up during his escapes. Sometimes they'd even let him hide out near their house if it was safe enough to do so. Now that he's older, they don't let him get away so much anymore but will occasionally leave out a place of treats.

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Lamina - Jinx: TSM

Social Media:

What kind of Youtube channel would they run? - Lamina's channel would be dedicated to fitness and her vast collection of swords

- She'll do exercise challenges and inbetween she'd show off her latest custom order swords

- Lamina has an intense energy on screen but will give legitmate advice on health and exercise

- She'll only really soften up if she talks about her girlfriend or her swords, getting equally giddy over both

- Her shedule is regular and she has quite a big following

- Swords will always be present in her backgrounds

What kinda blog would they run? - Her blog would focus on her swords and she'd go into detail about their history and origin

- She takes beautiful pictures of them from every angle imaginable

- Lighting is everything, it's gotta hit the blade juuust right

- She poses them with occassionally, doesn't admit it but she enjoys it

- Her colour scheme would be muted and her theme would be minimal

- Lamina tends to post whenever she has a new sword delievered

Dressing Up:

What would they be for Halloween? - Lamina is not usually one to get dressed up, would probably take some persausion

- She'd want it to be low effect, nothing too complicated

- If she had to pick, possibly an apocolyptic survior, no it's not an excuse to show off her cool swords shUT Up

Who would they cosplay as?

- Possibly Erza Scarlet from Fairy Tail

-Because did I mention swords? because she likes s

-Not sure which armor she'd go for

-Possibly would commission someone to make it

Food:

What type of biscuit would they be? - A simple shortbread biscuit

What type of tea would they be? - Green macha tea

What type of alcohol would they be? - Straight whisky

Games:

What kind of Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck do you they have? - Warrior deck or Amazoness deck?

What kind of Pokemon Team do they have? - Fighting type, feel like it fits her

What Animal Crossing animal would they be?

- Wolf possibly? or a bear

- Home filled with work-out equipment

- Grumpy personality?

Aesthetic: Early mornings, sore knuckles, stern looks, hidden softness, sword clashes, the smell of burning, loyal bonds, dark purples and blues,brusied skin and busted lips, quiet nights beneath the stars.

Extra headcanon:

- (tiny spoilers??) After Solus left most of her men dead, Lamina felt geniuely hurt. Her loyalty and trust in Solus was strong. She wouldn't admit but she did shed a few tears when she was alone before completely shutting herself off from her remaining men. They weren't like him, in fact, they were among the ones who mocked her and they only trusted her out of fear. She felt she'd lost her only real connection. Thankfully, she was able to open up again and she couldn't be happier. -------------------------------------------

Katia-Jinx:TSM

Social Media:

What kind of Youtube channel would they run? - Katia would have a fashion channel, she'd showcase the unsual dresses she'd buy and possibly make

- There's always a WIP of a dress on a manniquien in the background of her videos

- She'll sometimes do time lapses of dress

- Katia will occasionally post tutorials on the dresses she makes and leaves materials and such in the description  

- She'd talk about the best materials to use to sew with

- Her sewing machine is covered in cute stickers and has become staple in her background

- She keeps a list of themes to explore in a notebook

- Her following is large but not overwhelming

What kinda blog would they run? - A fashion blog

- She'd post lookbooks each with a different theme

- Her colour scheme would be soft galaxy, maybe blue and purple

- Katia loves to talk about the history of fashion and tries to re-create the clothing from different points in history

- Her blog is clean and orginaised to a T. Everything is put into categories

- Katia posts weekly and does at least one lookbook per week

Dressing Up:

What would they be for Halloween? - Katia would be a wailing victorian bride

- With her skills in dress making her costume would be sublime

- She'd go ham on her costume, adding every single detail she can think of to make it look better

- Kinda erie how accurate it would be

Who would they cosplay as? - BOTW!Zelda or Twlight Princess!Zelda

- Again, costume making is her jam! the entire thing would be made from scratch minus a few things like the wig

- She loves the outfits Zelda wears in the games and would study the hell out of them to get the design right

Food:

What type of biscuit would they be? - Simple lemon biscuit

What type of tea would they be? - Earl Grey

What type of alcohol would they be? - Vodka

Games:

What kind of Yu-Gi-Oh! Deck do you they have? - Harpy Lady deck

- She just thinks they're neat

- And she enjoys the play style

What kind of Pokemon Team do they have? - Ghost type

What Animal Crossing animal would they be? - Rabbit

- Her house would be cosy and hidden away within the trees

- Shy personality type

Aesthetic: Silver necklaces, heavy veils, masquerade masks, silk dresses, corset ties, anxious thoughts, strained smiles, secret encounters, fights for freedom, golds, silver, sparkling jewels, touch starved.

Extra headcanon:

- Katia was not always an anxious mess, that only occurred later in life due to the pressure her parents placed on her. As a child, she was playful and witty, she was rebellous and would always find ways to esape her escorting guards. These days the only way she can 'escape' are when she's in her own quaters.

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Bad Intentions

Summary: You and Bucky have a date planned but will it ever come through?

Pairing: 30s/40s! Bucky x reader

Warnings: poor grammar, lots of dialogues, tiny angst if you squint, a couple of vulgarities describing a mans member, smut at the end, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, pull out method (yeah we know it’s not necessarily safe but I don’t think in 1930s people knew that)

Words: 4,750k (I’m a wordy bitch you can’t stop me)

Notes: 

It feels so strange to post something after a long hiatus but you can blame @jaamesbbarnes and her Two Punks in Love for inspiring me into this. You should go and check out it and as well her other works, Doriane is brilliant. 

Also as you will read and see the fic takes place before WWII maybe it's 1938  so Bucky's 20 and the reader is his peer or she's younger than him. 

I don’t know wheather people called or still call their parents mama and papa but I think it’s cute

Happy Single Day, Happy Valentine Day or whatever you are celebrating

If you spot any mistakes please blame my lack of education and Grammarly. 

Feedback, comments are always more than welcome. Enjoy!

PS. I think I need a beta reader lol  

Bucky was swaggering in his best suit and his best shoes through the streets of Brooklyn to your house. A calla lilies bouquet in his hand, for you of course. He didn't know much about flowers but the lady at florist's said you'd like them and who he was to argue with a specialist?  He practiced once more the whole plan.

You'll greet him at the door and he will give you the flowers. He'll peck you on the cheek.

You'll invite him in and he will say hello to your parents (he would like to avoid this part especially the one when he has to shake your father's hand, he knew the man hated him)

You'll put the flowers into the vase and he will briefly talk with your folks maybe even with your brother Robbie if he'll catch him home.

You'll say you both had a date in the park and you'll say your goodbyes.

Instead of going to the park, you'll go to Bucky's place as you both planned to do this.

A year ago he wouldn't even think he will be dating his friend's Robbie sister, the one who brought her brother lunch to the factory where Bucky and your brother worked. The one who was smiling shyly at him and who blushed awkwardly when he flirted with you. You weren't interested in meeting him at all, excusing yourself with knowledge about Bucky's shenanigans with other girls. But after a 6th time, you gave in and said yes to a double date with Steve and your friend. Poor Steve. Such a shame nothing ever happened between Steve and your friend Mary but Bucky didn't want to think about Steve. All he had and wanted to think about was you and him at his place. Alone.

Bucky smiled at his bad intentions, he waited so long to finally have you but you didn't like it for the first time so you waited another couple weeks before you decided to try this again. Comparing you now to you he met a year ago it was like comparing two different persons. Sure, you still were polite and modest but only with Bucky by your side unchaperoned, you became more open and as he noticed, you loved kissing. And that was good because he loved kissing you and he was sure to give you lots and lots of kisses tonight.

His heart skipped a beat when he climbed to the stairs leading to your doors. He knocked and waited with a smile plastered on his face. Soon.

The door opened with a creak and Bucky wanted to greet you but instead of his beautiful girlfriend in the doorway stood your father with a frown on his face. Bucky was quick enough to hide the flowers behind his back.

"Barnes" your father stated and frowned even more "Robert's not home and I don't know when he'll come back"

"Mr. Y/L/N good afternoon!" Bucky greeted with a smile on his face but with 'you bastard' in his mind "I'm here for Y/N, we're supposed to go to the park. I'm sure your daughter told you about it"

Your father only pretended to think "No... I don't think she mentioned you at all" Bucky knew it was a lie, he knew from Robbie that you were twittering about your date for the last few days. "Sorry, pal. I don't think-"

"Papa!" your voice echoed through the corridor and soon you appeared beside your father catching the door which the ol' bastard wanted to close in front of Bucky "Papa, leave him alone" your father scoffed and turned to disappear behind the corner in your flat. Bucky took a moment to eyeball you. Your pretty face was wrapped in waves of your silky hair. The hairdo was called smooth pageboy or something like that. White blouse tuckered into a claret skirt and to Bucky, you couldn't look more beautiful.

"Bucky hi," you whispered and opened the door wider "Come on in". Moving slightly aside to make a room for him

"You look beautiful" Bucky breathed and smiled seeing you blush. He leaned down to kiss you. Forget the stupid, modest peck on the cheek, he wanted to kiss you on your plump lips, he wanted to be able to taste you, he wanted to-

"Who is it?" you mother's voice startled you both, you almost knocked down your late grandfather's mirror. But your mother beamed at Bucky. At least one of your parents liked him. "James! What a lovely surprise" your mother knowingly looked at you and if Bucky wouldn't know from Robbie that you told everyone at home he will be coming, he would know now.

"Hello Mrs. Y/L/N. Uh..." Bucky didn't know what he was doing, so his lifeline was the flowers and he moved his hand from behind his back "These are for you"

"Calla lilies! So beautiful! You are a sweet boy James. You have to stay for dinner" your mother said taking the flowers from Buck's hand

"No, that's-"

"Mama, we have a date and besides-"

"Yeah, and besides I already ate" Bucky tried to reason with your mother but she only raised her hand to shut you both up

"It's Sunday, we can have a meal together. It's almost ready so it won't take long and after that, you can go on your date. I won't take no for an answer" your mother turned to the corner from which she appeared earlier and Bucky turned to you not knowing what to do again. You only sighed and took his hand leading him to a small living room where your father was sitting and reading a paper. Bucky looked around the room. He was here once with Robbie and even then he noticed your family was wealthier than his or Steve's. No wonder with your father being a Great War veteran and still military working and your mother being an only good sewer in the area.

Your father scoffed as he read "Told you the war's coming" he yelled to your mother who was putting the flowers into the vase.

"I don't want to hear anything about the war today. We have a guest Richard, so behave yourself" your mother smiled sweetly at you and Bucky and he acknowledged from whom you inherited your smile. It was the same as your mother's.  

"Mama, can I show Bucky the dress we made for Mrs. Wilson?" you asked and Bucky smiled. He knew your intentions. They were as bad as his. The dress was an excuse to sneak with him for kiss heavily.

"Honey I don't think James is interested in looking at some dress and I would use your help in the kitchen"

"But-" you tried to argue with your mother and Bucky squeezed your hand. Soon, sweet girl, we'll have all the time in the world for ourselves. "Alright" you sighed and motioned him to sit down.

"You want anything to drink?" you asked shyly and Bucky shook his head, the faster you'll both leave this house the faster he'll be alone with you.

"No, thank you sweetheart" he smiled at you and you nodded heading to the kitchen to help your mother. Bucky was looking after you, how your hips were swaying with every step you took.

"Sweetheart huh?" your father scoffed and Bucky felt his ears burn. He had been caught red-handed staring at you. He slowly turned to face your father and to his relief, the man wasn't looking anywhere but his newspaper.

"Excuse me?" Bucky asked confused, he really didn't know what he was talking about

"Don't pretend Barnes, you know what I mean. The real question is do you care about my daughter?" your father rolled the paper and put it away. Bucky felt his mouth went dry as the man before him folded his arms on his chest waiting for his answer

"Yeah, yes, of course, I care about her. Y/N is smart, kind and I care about her a lot, she-"

"Cut the bullshit, if you'd care about her how much you state you do, you would already put a ring on her instead of fooling her around" your father got up from his chair and stood in front of Bucky and Barnes felt as small as a child or Steve in the back alley.

"I get that" your father sighed "I get that man has to blow off steam but not with my daughter, she's too trusting"

"So, you'd rather want me to marry her than date her?"

"Trust me, son, the war is coming and it's better to be you and not some random guy she'd decide to marry in the heat of the moment"

The only thought that ran through Bucky's head was what? and maybe what the hell?. But when he thought about it deeper and your father was right. When or if the war will come when he will be ship and maybe having someone who will wait for him in New York wasn't a bad idea, but the thought that you could be with someone else angered him. But still, he thought you're both too young.

But was he really in somebody's else eyes fooling you around? You were in love with him and he also loved you. You were his girl and everybody knew that.

You came into the room and announced the dinner was ready. Bucky followed you and to his relief, Robbie came back so that meant Bucky would be placed beside you where he could hold your hand for a while under the table. Your father was sitting at the head of the table. Pride of place. The dinner was served, a meatloaf with baked potatoes and roasted asparagus. Bucky was confused. Your family always ate this way or only on Sundays or maybe because of him your mother buckled down to cooking. Were they expecting him to ask for a blessing on marrying you? Bucky went pale, he didn't have a whiskey to share with your father. The causerie earlier about you, maybe that's when he wanted Bucky to ask about the blessing?

Suddenly Bucky felt a hand on his knee and he realized you were speaking to him. When he asked you to repeat you only chuckled

"I asked you if you're okay"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine" he intertwined your fingers with his and smiled at you but his smile didn't reach his eyes, he was too deep in his thoughts.

Your family was polite, Bucky was always included in the conversation, he noticed when Robbie was telling about something that included Bucky he asked for the latter to tell more or about more details because your brother 'forgot'.

When Bucky was feeling like he was about to burst after the diner your mother served chocolate pudding and there was no use in telling that he was full, your mother placed the bowl in front of him and sewed her mouth meaning she didn't want to hear a word of objection. Bucky briefly thought that your mother was fattening him but he quickly pulled this thought aside.

You were squirming beside Bucky, the more you were lingering with sitting in your house the less time you had for only the two of you.

"Mama, it was really delicious but we have to go" you said cautiously, your father looked at you and frowned

"Where?"

"We have a date in the park" your father turned around to look at the windows and you looked as well. It was dark outside. There was no way they were gonna let you leave the house alone, even if Bucky was with you.

"Honey it's late. Maybe next time" your mother said calmly and you felt your eyes water, you were pretty sure they did that on purpose. Bucky seeing in what state you were decided to he would go home. He thanked everyone for a nice afternoon, shook you father's and your brother's hand and moved to the doors.

"I will walk you" seeing your mother's terrified face you clarified "Just to the doors"

As soon as you were by the front doors you quickly buried your face in his chest. Bucky chuckled and wrapped his hands around you enveloping you in a warm embrace and his scent.

"We can wait till night and you can slip into my room" you whispered against his chest so no one but he could hear you. Bucky slowly took a step back and cupped your face in his hands, his thumbs were running up and down on your cheeks.

"Darling I- it's too risky, if you father catches me then I'm dead. We don't have to. It's enough I've spent Sunday with my beautiful girl" he leaned down to kiss you on the forehead but you took a step back for the nth time that day Bucky was confused

"My parents, they scared you off didn't they?" you asked with tears in your eyes, Bucky was quick enough to grab your hands and hold you in place

"Hey, hey they didn't scare me off, nothing can. I love you Y/N you know that right? Nothing in this world can deter me from you" Bucky was searching for any doubts on your face and he found many but for now, his declaration and a kiss would do. He leaned down once again and one of his hands made it's way to your chin to tilt it up. He gently placed his lips on yours and waited until you kissed him back. He didn't have to wait long. You moaned into the kiss and he smiled against your lips. God, you were wonderful a true angel in disguise. You placed your hands on his neck pulling him closer to you, Bucky chuckled at your eagerness

"Sweetheart we have to stop or your brother will see us and he'll be browbeating me," he said against your lips and you pulled back reluctantly. Bucky grabbed the handle and opened the door "I love you doll" he kissed you on the cheek and disappeared behind closed door leaving you alone to deal with your family and with their teases.

You were lying in your bed later at night listening to the sound of the silence. You were slowly drifting away when you heard a soft clatter on your window. It wasn't stopping so you moved to the window but you couldn't see anybody. Brushing it off you walked back to your bed when again you heard that strange sound. You saw the cause of it- somebody was throwing little rocks at your window. You quickly moved to the window and irritated opened it to yell at this stupid prankster.

"Ow!" as soon as the window was opened you got hit right on your forehead by one of those little rocks.

"Oh shit! Y/N don't scream it's me!" Bucky was standing on the ground with a handful of those rocks. He was speaking with a hushed voice for not to alarm anyone.

"Bucky? What the hell?"  

"Y/N may I come in?" he threw the rocks behind himself now that he didn't need to catch your attention. You noticed he was looking like he had just run the marathon, his hair unkempt, his tie and jacket missing. He must've left them at home unless he had lost it on his way to your house.

"Go to the front doors, I'll open it"

"Nooooo, not the front doors, your father's gonna catch me and then I'm dead. I'll climb to the window" Was he slurring? Was he drunk? Did he come to you drunk?

"Bucky are you drunk?" the confirmation on your question was giggle and mumbling. Doors, you thought. Your doors don't have a lock. you quickly dragged one of the chairs and barricaded the doors with it. You looked around the room. What a shambles. On the day Bucky decided to walk into your room and it had to look like after the tornado. You grabbed one of your dresses and tossed it into your closet when you noticed several other dresses were hanging on the closet's door. You heard a grunt and turned around to see Bucky crawling up your window. "Bucky what were you thinking? You could've-"

"It's for you, doll" he interrupted you and in his outstretched hand, you saw a single dahlia. "I spent all my money on the bouquet but I gave it to your mother, I don't know why actually and then I was drinking with Steve and he was like 'You jerk! The flowers were for Y/N! How do you think she's feeling right now without her flowers?!' So when he passed out I took it from him and I came here to give you your flowers" Bucky looked at the flower in his hand "I must've broken the stalk on my way here" he mumbled

"Bucky," you moved to him and gently took the flower from his hand "You didn't have to give me flowers, it's not like I will die without them"

"Oh," Bucky was looking like he was thinking. Intensely. "So I broke the stalk for nothing?"

"No, no, no, it's really sweet of you. I like dahlias" you were looking at the flower and your fingers were stroking its orange petals. Bucky grinned at you

"You think I'm sweet?" you smiled at him and nodded

"Yes, especially when you're drunk" you yelped when Bucky suddenly hugged you and nuzzled his face in your neck peppering kisses on the skin

"I love you so much Y/N. Happy anniversary!" his lips moved from your neck to your jaw and then to your cheek and mouth, he then looked at your confused face "What? Exactly a year ago I met you" he hugged you one more time "You looked so cute in that cardigan with dragonflies on it. Oh wow! I think I can even see it among your clothes"

You pulled away from Bucky realizing he was aware of the total state in your room. "Bucky you should go home. I'm- there's such a mess in here, I don't want you to think I'm a slob" you plead him with your eyes and you saw a certain spark in his

"Alright, I'll go but I want a kiss" you sighed

"One kiss?" you asked and he smirked

"Yhm"

"And then you'll go?"

"Yes ma'am"

You put the flower you were still holding away and you moved to stand in front of Bucky tilting your head so you could capture his lips. Bucky placed his hands on your waist and pulled you closer to him. His kiss was gentle at the beginning reminding you the first time he had ever kissed you but then Bucky moaned and his grip on your waist tightened. He started moving you backwards until the back of your knees touched the edge of your bed. The air in your lungs left you when your back hit the mattress. But Bucky was looking smug, actually, he was looking like anything but worried about you.

You wanted to get up but pushed you on the bed once again sliding between your legs. "Bucky we-"

"We should Y/N" he interrupted you "Besides isn't it what we both wanted? What we both planned for tonight?" you hated that he was right and you hated that feeling in your core and you hated the fact that your breath hitched when he got rid of his suspenders

"Alright, Bucky but just be gentle" you were scared it was going to hurt like for the first time when you had to bite the bullet when Bucky was pushing inside you. Your boyfriend only stroked your cheek with his fingers and leaned to you

"Of course" his lips were brushing yours and you wanted to close the distance but every time you chased his lips he moved away "But as much as I like you in this nightgown I need you out of it"

"Yes sir but same to you" Bucky smirked and kissed you briefly before hopping out of your bed and getting rid of his shirt and trousers. He hastily took his undergarment mumbling 'holy shit' when he saw your naked breasts. He knew he would never get tired of that.

Instead of placing himself between your legs he lied down next to you and his hand traveled on your body. "Bucky what are you doing?" you frowned but soon his lips on your neck got you more and more relaxed

"Relax sweet thing, I just want to try something" his hand moved lower to the junction between your legs and you gasped "Relax" he murmured into your ear and you closed your eyes and let him do what he was doing. His fingers were running up and down your slit, a couple of times he circled the bundle of nerves at the top of your vulva. It did feel great but at the same time you were wondering where did he get to know it. "Does it feel good?" he smugly asked

"Yes but-"

"No buts. Just close your eyes and focus on the feeling" he slowly moved his fingers to your entrance and pushed one inside making your breath hitch. He started to move this finger in and out of you and you gripped tightly your bed sheets. Bucky chuckled, he was moving his finger faster than before and you felt the coil in your guts tighten "You want more sweetheart?" you only nodded not being able to arrange words into a coherent sentence. Bucky slid another finger beside the first one stretching you slightly. He was moving slowly letting you adjust. He had a front row ticket to the most incredible show of emotions playing on your face. He was watching as pleasure was swallowing you more and more and the thought that he was the source of your it was something to be proud of.

His neglected cock twitched when you moaned his name

"Bucky, Jesus please"

"What is it, girl? You want more?" he sped his fingers and your back arched. Who would have thought that only his fingers could bring you to the edge? Bucky started kissing and sucking on your neck, not too harsh, he didn't want to leave any hickeys. When he moved to your pulse point and nibbled at it you covered your mouth with your hand and screamed into it. Bucky felt your walls squeezing his fingers and he made a note to himself to make you squeeze his dick once he would be inside you.

Your breath was erratic, your chest moving up and down in rapid motion. Bucky smiled and kissed you on the cheek. He withdrew his fingers and moved to kneel between your legs

"O my God. That was-" you started but then your eyes narrowed at him "Where did you learn that?" Bucky only laughed

"Believe me, baby, you don't want to know it right now"

"Picture that I do"

Bucky knew only truth could save him. He knew it was looking like he had cheated on you where else he could learn something like that? "All right. Robbie told me about it" you frowned

"My brother told you about it? You were talking about this with my brother?" Bucky chuckled

"Told you-you wouldn't want to think about it" he leaned down to you and captured your lips in a kiss which you eagerly give back. Bucky tilted his head to the side deepening the kiss when one of his hands moved between your bodies to guide his member in. You gasped feeling his cock head at your entrance. Barnes moved his hips pushing into you slightly so that the head of his cock was inside you.

"Bucky" you moved your hands to grip his face and make him look at you "I love you" Bucky pushed a couple inches in and you squeezed your walls making him moan.

"Sweetheart am I hurting you?" he asked and placed his slightly dump forehead on your shoulder

"No, no, it's good. Please don't stop" you whimpered and squeezed again when he pushed inside and he chuckled

"You have to stop doing that. At least until I'm seated"

"I'll try" Bucky smirked at your reply. Again pride blossomed inside him that he was the one who was making you feel this way.

Truth to your words you were refraining yourself from squeezing him until he was seated to the hilt inside you. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders to hold onto something, anything. Bucky was waiting for some time letting you adjust before he started rocking his body into yours. You instinctively wrapped your legs around his waist and it made Bucky move faster. His lips were kissing every piece of your skin they could reach. Your own lips, your jaw, cheeks, and neck were covered with his kisses as he was praising you, telling you how good you felt and how right. Your back arched as the tip of his cock brushed against one spot in your body about which existence you didn't even know.

Bucky knew he wouldn't last long and neither did you with the way your walls were squeezing him, so he opted for one more thing Robbie told him about. He licked the pad of his thumb and move it between your bodies. Your body convulsed when he started to circle your bundle of nerves with his thumb. Bucky was moving frantically now focused on his pleasure as well as yours. He wanted to feel your wall tighten against him so he doubled his efforts on your clitoris. Several more strong pushes inside you and you brought him down to muffle your scream in his neck. Bucky was so lost in the sensation of your body clutching on him that he almost forgot about himself. When he felt he was on the edge of bursting he quickly withdrew his member from you and started stroking it in rapid motion. He emptied himself on your stomach and after that, he collapsed on the bed beside you. Neither of you caring about the mess.

When your breaths calmed down you looked at Bucky who was lying face down on your pillow "So," you had to cough to wake up your vocal cords "So, does your day went as you planned it would?" Bucky looked at you with a total bliss written on his face

"Of course it did. You got your flowers and I got laid" you opened your mouth in disbelief. Scolding  you slapped him on the arm

"Bucky! You're a jerk!"

"I am" he chuckled "And you love me"

"Sadly I do" Bucky smiled and moved to hold you in his arms but the semen on your skin was cooling down and it started to prickle your skin "Bucky it's getting cold, just-just give me five minutes to wash it off"

"Just wipe it with my clothes and get back to bed" you reluctantly did what he told you to and laid on your side with your back to Bucky and he wrapped his arm around you and nuzzled his face into your neck. "I have to thank your brother for his advice"

You shoot in your bed "No you won't!"

"Why not?"

"Because he will know he had sex and he will never let me live after that" you couldn't imagine how hard it would be to look into your brother's eyes after that

"All right. I won't tell him but you have to convince me. A kiss will do" Bucky grinned at you mischievously and you gulped

"Why am I feeling like I'm about to make a  pact  with the Devil?"

Bucky shrugged "You never know. Maybe my intentions are not as bad as yours" he was looking at you with innocent eyes and you scoffed

"You are really a jerk"

"I love you too Y/N, now try to sleep. I'm exhausted" he moved pulled you to his chest and you nuzzled your face into his neck breathing in his scent. It was true Bucky sometimes acted like a jerk but he was your jerk and you knew that nothing even your family couldn't stand between you two. No matter if he was poorer or wealthier than you, no matter if the war will come or not, Bucky loved you and you loved him and that was the most important thing.

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2019/04/19 Blog post by Wakana 『VOICEツアー！～飯能市市民会館編～』 

『VOICE Tour！～Hanno City Hall Edition～』

It rained a lot during my first solo tour last. There were 5 performances in total including one additional performances. During at least three of these performances...it rained heavily... it made me quite sad to think, "oh no, am I cursed to bring rain...?” However, it’s different during this tour. I have finished three out of seven performances already and for all these lives the wheather has been lovely.  I feel like the weather will be fine for tomorrow's Sendai performances as well...so happy! ＼(^o^)／ I always feel so guilty thinking about all the fans coming to the venue during heavy rainfall...Up until now it has been sunny so I didn’t have to worry (I can’t fully relax until we finish the tour though). Let’s hope it stays that way! Everyone, I am sure you will be able to come to my concerts dry and feeling refreshed (hopefully). Hello, this is Wakana (0￣▽￣0)／ I am so sorry for not posting in such a long time  (・・;) 

On April 4 my tour "Wakana LIVE TOUR 2019~VOICE~” started in Saitama @Hanno City Hall. Today I would like to talk a little about that first tour day in Hanno (^-^)/♪ The day before the live we had a dress rehearsal at the venue. There was a "Sakura Matsuri" taking place in that area with lots of people and many amazing food stands. “Ahhh, such an idyllic atmosphere!” “I wanna eat sausages!!” The festival was held for two days and on both of these days I really enjoyed myself. There was also a shrine nearby so in the morning before I headed to the venue, I visited the shrine to pray.

I forgot to take a picture of the seating area  of Hanno City Hall ... ( ｡ﾟДﾟ｡) So you will have to make do with a picture of the stage...It makes me happy to see that the atmosphere of the hall comes across quite well on the picture ... ♪(^^) Since it was my first tour day at Hanno City Hall, I felt like initially the distance between myself and the audience was quite big but slowly but surely we got closer and closer.  My tour is tiltled "VOICE" because I want you to hear my voice, just my voice and no one else’s. I want to do my very best to convey all of myself to you. Also, I want to create a live for you where you can listen to my first album “Wakana” to your heart’s content. However, I have realised that this tour has gone way beyond just my "VOICE". It’s not only about my voice anymore, it’s about all of YOUR voices as well!  Whether you are silently singing along within your hearts or actually singing aloud! Whether you are filling in the questionnaires, writing letters, commenting on social media or on my fan club forum. Your warm words are an essential part of this tour. I am also getting closer to all the staff and band members, we have so much to talk about. I feel like little by little, more “voices” are added to this tour. Truly, gloing on tour is a lot of fun, I am grateful that I get to experience this feeling once again.  Each performance is different, the atmosphere is different, the facial expressions of the people in the audience are different, the little mistakes I make are different, I never know what to expect, it’s a lot of fun! \ (^ O ^) / It’s so much fun that you feel very sad after the final performance (there are even times when it gets tough or when you get angry but still, it’s a great experience). With all of that in mind I have already finished three lives but this here was my first performance at Hanno City Hall. Thank you so much for the amazing time I had! Tomorrow I will perform in Sendai! Soon I will write a blog post about my performances in Osaka and Sapporo. I have already shared a few impressions and pictures on Instagram. I would be happy if you checked it out. Last but not least, here’s my flyer at Hanno City Hall. It‘s right next to a flyer of Kimimaro Ayanokôji!! Eh???!! Such an honour!  Kimamaro-san’s "super live” is on May 24. I wanna go!! Well then, until next time ～☆( *'▽'*)/ *** Wakana ***

On a side note, Wakana has recently replied to a comment on instagram. I guess she is not averse to interacting with fans on social media. Here’s what sparked the interaction => Wakana was talking about how much she loved this particular candy by Glico. She called it “caplicone”. Wakana was shocked to find out that it’s not actually called “caplicone”, she has been saying it wrong this whole entire time, it’s in fact called “Caplico”.

It’s basically an ice cream cone with “fake” ice cream. The “ice cream” is actually made of some sort of airy/moussy cream so it doesn’t melt. Some caplicos come with a face drawn on them which apparently brings you luck. Wakana got lucky TWICE during the past few days.

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