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gremlin-girly · 1 month ago

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Cigarettes & Feelings

Part of the Green Collection

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Header by me in Canva, pics from Pinterest (credit to OG creators) | Dividers by: @/animatedglittergraphics-n-more

All of my work is 18+. Not beta'd. I do not give permission for my work to be reposted, copied, translated or put through an AI machine.

Tags/Warnings: Cannabis Consumption, smoking, SMUT, porn with plot, and feelings lol, really sweet stuff, handjob (ft. Spit), needy Bucky, back clawing 👍, p in v, clit play, itty bit of a cock bulge if you squint, marking (love bites), use of good girl/doll, creampie (there's protection), eye contact, coworkers to lovers

Summary: You and Bucky can't ignore the effect you have on eachother and all it takes is one walk home and a joint to change everything for the better.

Word count: 5.3k

A/N: Another idea in the drafts for a hot minute. And my first song fic! I feel like this song is so them and it makes me WEAK. This is probably one of the much more romantic ones I have written for this collection. Enjoy!

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It wasn't just cigarette smoke in the air one warm summer's night outside some hole-in-the wall club in New York City. Bucky had stepped outside for a quick (and cheeky) cigarette but he failed to notice you tucked away under a dim warm overhead lamp that was busy being assaulted by a moth until you spoke.

"That's a bad habit." You chide jokingly, startling Bucky to look up at you with a cigarette dangling freely between his lips.

He'd not seen much of you tonight, other than a brief hello at the bar when it was your turn to buy a round, and Bucky wished he remembered how to talk to a beautiful woman without sounding like the village idiot. Wearing a skin tight black little number and heels, you'd managed to occupy his thoughts the entire evening and he'd tried in vain to look for you in the dancing crowds and come up with a plan to speak with you. It seemed, though, meeting in the tiny back alley adjacent to the club for a social smoke happened to be his best chance.

Bucky pointed dumbly at your smoking cigarette gently held in a v between your fingers. "You too?"

"Only socially." You chuckle leaning against the rough brick wall. The light overhead cast your face in golden hues and Bucky fought not to accidentally gulp his cigarette. Who knew back alley lighting could be so good?

"You wanna light?" You reach between your breasts and pull a lighfer out like a magic trick, and Bucky's eyes linger far longer than they should.

"Uh. Yeah. Thanks." Bucky's fingertips brush yours as you hand him the lighter. As Bucky lights his cigarette, he catches you shiver in his peripheral before taking a drag of your own cigarette.

You sigh smoke out and Bucky mimics you, sidling closer so that he's almost touching your shoulder.

"You cold?" He asks casually, purposefully not looking at you so he doesn't have to be reminded of how gorgeous you look tonight.

"Eh," you shrug. "I'll be okay when I get back inside."

"You sure? You can have my jacket." Bucky offers, his stomach fluttering with nerves. It was an innocent yet loaded suggestion; one Bucky hoped you'd take him up on.

"I couldn't rob you of warmth." You take another drag but you look unsure.

"I'll be okay. Super soldier, remember?" Bucky holds his cigarette for you to hold and shrugs off his leather jacket before swapping with you.

His jacket hangs off you but you somehow manage to look even better.

As you snort a laugh, you wobble in your heels, stumbling forward slightly with your palms pressed against the hardness of Bucky's chest. Bucky reaches to catch you on instinct but since you'd already stopped, all he managed to achieve was pull you closer. Your perfume had mingled with the leather already, adding a floral sweetness that was absent before, and Bucky's heart hammered under your palms.

"Hehehe, whoopsie." You giggle, stepping back slightly and brushing hair from your face. You don't quite let go of the end of the strand you move, fingers twirling and wrapping it almost nervously. Pink stains your cheeks, darker than your makeup; looking adorable in his oversized jacket.

"You're great teammate Buck."

"Huh?"

"And- and a great guy!" You stamp out your cigarette hurriedly and throw it to the trash before adding in a sweet whisper. "I don't know. I feel like I don't say it enough."

There's a pause and the air between you both shifts slightly. Before there's any comment on that shift, you speak again.

"Guess I've had more than I realised." You say in a rush, glancing to the floor and then back to Bucky with another adorable sheepish smile. "I should probably make a move."

Bucky stares dumbly at you, mind lost to your kind words and your dress and you in his jacket until he realises you're wanting to get back inside the club. He jumps aside, heart in his throat as you edge past; not enough to touch him but enough that he gets a waft of that perfume you wear. The one that smells like allure in a bottle.

You go to shrug off his jacket but he shakes his head and pulls it back over your shoulders. "Keep it." He urges. "Stay warm on your way home."

"Thanks, Bucky." You peek up at him, your eyes liquor-glazed. "I'll give it back to you Monday."

The next time you see Bucky, he's freshly back from a mission. You'd called him once he'd re-entered American airspace - wanting to know if he was safe and not needing any immediate medical assistance once he'd landed. He answered on the second ring and you could hear the smile in his voice through the comms as he told you not to be such a worry-wart and to just meet him for debrief once he'd landed in an hour.

"Hey you," you greet from the behind the safety lines, biting back a smile as he exited the quinjet.

He was wearing a moth-eaten turtleneck that's fraying in five places that would have looked good on him if it wasn't luminescent green; wholly mismatched to his dark and brooding demeanour.

"I'm never letting Alexei pack for me again." He huffs storming past you to the table behind you to dump his duffel bag.

Sensing his stress you innocently pull a pack of cigarettes from your bag and wiggle them, stopping Bucky in his tracks. He turns, eyebrow quirked, and you smile.

"Care to join me on my smoke break?"

"I thought you didn't smoke?"

"I don't." You say simply. "Only socially."

Bucky cracks a smirk. "You know I've only just got back."

"And you're already stressed," you counter, raising your eyebrows at him playfully. "I can debrief you while we're out."

"Count me in." Bucky strides back towards you and you fall into step behind him heading outside the quinjet hangar.

"So," you begin, taking a drag of the cigarette before handing it out to Bucky to do the same. "Mission a success?"

"You could say that." Bucky says, taking a drag from the cigarette. He looks so good it should be a federal crime. "'Lena said you guys are going to a party tonight?"

"Yeah. You coming?" You take back the outstretched cigarette and take a long inhale. The question holds more meaning than you care to admit; you said you'd show face for an hour and that was only if Bucky wasn't going.

"Maybe." Bucky sighs. "If I could find a good enough reason to go."

"And I'm not a good enough reason?" You half-joke, peeking up at him to catch his grin as you hand back the cigarette.

"You're more than enough of a reason." Bucky says so sincerely you can feel your knees threatening to wobble. "But I don't know how well I could keep up with the young 'uns."

You chortle, looking out over the city. "That makes you sound old, Buck. If it gets boring we could always ditch."

You don't mean it to be an offer but the quiet inhale of Bucky’s breath as he takes his final drag fills the space between you before Bucky nods. "Sounds like a plan."

The party was in full swing by the time you had arrived. You'd made an extra special effort since Bucky had said he'd be there. Tight black dress, make up, heels; the works.

You should know better than to pine (and lust) after your teammate and coworker but Bucky Barnes was another kettle of fish entirely. Kind, funny when he wanted to be, a good leader, a good man, and his physique was worth pining over, quite frankly.

Perhaps that was why he had a woman on each arm when you spotted him and your stomach dropped all the way to the reception desk ten floors down.

"Hiiii~" Yelena sings, approaching you with Bob in tow. You give them both a smile and hope it looks more excited than you felt. Maybe you'd ditch a lot sooner than planned. "What do you want to drink? We have cocktails, mocktails..."

She continues to list some other beverages whilst Bob sips his mocktail beside her, awkwardly avoiding the little umbrella in his glass.

"Just a water, thanks." You tell her and she pokes her tongue out disappearing between a throng of people, leaving you with Bob.

"You alright?" You ask him, giving him a small smile. Bob nods.

"It's a lot." He admits with a shrug. "But I'm having fun! Ava said I can hide in the rooms upstairs if it gets too much."

You nod sagely. "Good plan."

Bob looks out and spots Bucky, making a low whistle. "Woah, Bucky’s popular."

You're glad Bob's not looking at you and misses the way you immediately frown. "I'm not surprised."

"Mm." Bob slurps his drink noisily, buying time to change topic; it works. "You missed Walker being ignored."

You snort. "Really?"

"Yeah." Bob smiles, and from the golden glimmer in his eyes you can tell he's smug about it. "Those women were chatting to him before Bucky arrived and they just blanked him entirely."

"Poor boy." You snicker, not feeling entirely sympathetic for your blond teammate. You would do the same if Bucky was present.

"Bucky came in looking for you anyway." Bob adds just as Yelena reappears and hands you your water.

"Yeah!" She swigs at her non-alcoholic beer and clinks it with your glass. "First thing he asked was if you were here."

Your lips twitch and your stomach thrums with butterflies, ignoring your earlier mild jealousy. "Really?"

Yelena's eyes narrow playfully. "Mmhmm. I think he's sweet on you."

You wave a hand dismissively, but she catches how your eyes drift back to him and you begin to smile.

"I bet by the end of the night he'll have put the moves on you!"

You roll your eyes. "Yeah, right."

Two hours later, you're still waiting on Bucky to make a move. Your frustration has reached a new level after Yelena's teasing comment and now you're tapping your foot as Walker bemoans to you about having zero luck when Bucky’s around. You needed a cigarette - desperately - or perhaps the extra special one you have tucked away in one of the secret compartments of your handbag.

Bucky had attempted to move away from the women, but each time he moved another would stop him, and now you're annoyance (and mild jealousy) were becoming intolerable. You need to relax and, by your own words, had stayed an extra hour than intended so you'd fulfilled your intended social obligation for the evening.

"I'm heading out for a cigarette." You tell John abruptly, getting to your feet and unpeeling yourself from the sofa, picking up your handbag as you go. John looks dejected but waves anyway.

"See ya in a bit."

You don't want to tell him your plan is to leave the party entirely. You're sure there's a park bench calling your name on the way to your apartment, and your brain already relaxes at the thought when you step into the elevator. Just as the doors close you hear a voice call to hold it and before you can even press the 'open' button, a metal black hand slams against the doors with a loud bang and Bucky's face slowly appears as the doors reopen.

He grins at you sheepishly. "Going for a cigarette?"

"Maybe." You say, trying to ignore the fluttering in your chest. "Is that your way of asking to come with me?"

"Maybe." He says stepping into the elevator.

When the doors close, the elevator seems so much smaller. You and Bucky are on opposite sides of the elevator, sneaking shy glances, unsure of what to say. Bucky speaks first.

"That party's..." He clears his throat. "Busy."

"Aren't all parties busy?" You quip and you both share a look that makes you both laugh quietly. The air is thick and you can't get out of the elevator fast enough when it dings and opens into the reception foyer, glass doors to the street within view.

"So, you want to bum another cigarette from me?" You tease as you approach the doors, humid New York air rushing over you as you open them while Bucky follows closely behind you.

"Maybe." He smirks. "Is that your way of offering?"

"Maybe." You giggle, trying to bite back a grin, enjoying your banter. You reach into your bag and fiddle around for a second before producing your thick joint. "But I only have a joint with me. You got a light?"

Bucky's eyes grow wide and he blinks at you for a moment before reaching into his jacket and retrieves his lighter, flicking it once to light it. He carries the flame to the end of the joint, which now hangs limply between your lips, and you suck in a soft breath as the embers light.

Bucky stares at you whilst you take the joint between your fingers and blow out the smoke away from him before holding the joint out to him.

"I was gonna take a walk through the park and head home." You admit with a small smile. "But if you wanna share I can wait a while."

"I'll walk you home." Bucky says firmly and eyes the joint. "But I-uh- well... I shouldn't really...." Bucky stumbles over his words and you laugh at him, making him blush fiercely before he snatches the joint from your fingers.

"Hey!" You protest lamely, smiling at him, starting to walk down the street in the direction of the park side by side.

Bucky takes a defiant drag and sputters with a frown. "Eugh... That's disgusting!"

"It helps ease the mind." You tease, laughing when Bucky pulls a face of pure disgust and confusion before smiling down at you with crinkled eyes.

The walk only takes fifteen minutes, and between teasing one another inbetween drags, you happily notice you're pleasantly frazzled. You trip once and Bucky finds it a good enough reason to lock his left arm with yours and keep you steady. You were more giddy and giggly because of it, and you swore you saw rainbows and cartoon hearts floating around his head everytime you passed a street lamp.

Halfway through the park you stop at a bench and half pull Bucky down beside you and urge for a five minute pitstop to enjoy the moonlit trees.

"What are we waiting for?" He murmurs, the bench wood digging uncomfortably into his back.

"The sun." You say sweetly, head resting on his shoulder, staring up at the sky.

"We'll be waiting a while, doll." Bucky chuckles and you snort.

"It's worth it if I'm with you." Your brain speaks for you before you can stop it but Bucky only hums in agreement, making a pink haze blush at the edges of your vision whilst you sit together in a hushed silence.

"My lips feel weird," Bucky says after a moment touching them with his fingers gently. "Is that meant to happen?"

"Show me." You look up at him, staring at his lips unabashedly and Bucky moves his hand out of the way so you can trace his lips for yourself, shuddering under your touch.

When his breath hitches, you move in, crowding his lips with yours in a tender, unadulterated kiss. Your lips have pins and needles when pressed against his and when you retreat back you watch his closed eyes open slowly, blue iris' focused on you with a mixture of surprise and lust.

"How did that feel?" You breathe quietly.

"Tingly." He says, stretching his left arm across the bench behind you to hold your shoulder and pull you closer. "Do it again."

You smile as you lean in again. This time your kisses linger and, the longer they sit on Bucky's lips without complaint, the more confident you become. Quick, sweet kisses become sensual and longing ones; your hands having to find something to hold so you don't get swept up in him, one of them being his thigh. Bucky groans low in his throat and that sound goes down south immediately and you pull back to take a breath, vaguely aware you're still in the park.

"We shouldn't..." Bucky breathes onto your lips, his blue eyes searching yours for something he can't find.

"Then let me go." You murmur, shifting against him, putting a slight pressure on his left arm to make space between you.

"I don't think I can do that either." Bucky whispers, licking his lips as he looks at you.

"Then shut up and kiss me Barnes."

"You don't mince words, do you doll?" Bucky beams at you, organic hand cupping your face before leaning in to peck your lips.

"Never with you." You say sincerely, gazing up at him and seeing those stupid little hearts again. You see them around his head and in the black of his eyes and want to be in his arms like this forever.

When Bucky searches your eyes a second time, your face flushed and lips swollen with kisses, he can only see the one thing you beg of him: ruin.

He lets out a long breath before saying, "Come on, let's get you home."

You don't really know how you got home. You felt like you levitated there, although, you're half convinced Bucky picked you up and sprinted to your apartment.

He got you to your door, you remember that. You remember him pinning you to the door when you'd asked (very politely) to give you another kiss before bed and you remember him following you in, his lips and hands all over you as you fumble your way into your apartment and kicking your door closed with the back of his foot.

That's how you ended up in your bedroom with Bucky.

He backs you towards the bed, shucking his jacket off as his lips meld to yours and throwing it to the floor. His jeans are already too tight but your dress - Jesus Christ your dress - is being tugged off of your beautiful body so unceremoniously sexy his cock aches. You stumble backwards onto the the bed, kicking your heels off to the plush rug beneath, and retreat in your lace underwear to your pillows watching as Bucky licks his lips.

Hungry like the Wolf never seemed more accurate until this particular moment, with Bucky ditching his shirt quickly and crawling up the bed, placing lingering kisses over your exposed skin until his palms find a place either side of your head. Your knees are closed together on instinct and you feel oddly shy under him as if you hadn't been clear in your intentions on the park bench.

Bucky leans down to kiss you again, his dogtags icy cold against your searing skin, and you melt into the mattress beneath you. Bucky’s hips rest against your legs and then, in one swift movement, his knee is pushing your legs open wide and settling himself flush against you. His lips never once leave yours in this endeavour and your brain gives up all chance of resistance, surrendering yourself to Bucky entirely.

His hands find your face as his tongue slips past your lips to taste you again; one cool that whirrs a quiet mechanical hum in your ear and the other warm with calloused fingers that delicately trace your cheek. Overwhelming sensations in your blissed out brain make you gasp into Bucky’s mouth before he rolls his hips into yours with a hushed moan.

Words aren't exchanged but the silent acknowledgement of the other’s body with featherlight caresses are enough to know that you're both pushing towards ruin together.

Your hands sink into his soft, short hair like claws, anchoring him to you when you kiss him harder than before. Bucky rolls his hips again but this time you moan, angling your legs wider to drape your legs lazily over his hips.

Bucky pulls back then, his cock straining in his jeans and pressing into the lace clad warmth of your cunt to down at you. As you look into those blown-out blue eyes of his, waiting for him to back down, back out and back away. However, he doesn't, instead murmuring four words that make you lose your mind;

"I need you, doll."

Although you don't say it back, the way you drag him back to your lips so ferociously is all the answer he needs. He concedes to your unspoken demand, trapping you against the mattress with his kisses that vary between delicate and rough; like he can't decide if he wants to savour you or devour you.

A hushed moan escapes you as you reach down between your bodies, popping the button to Bucky’s jeans and ungraciously shoving your hand inside to cup his hard cock under his boxers. You can feel it twitch and jump at your touch, and Bucky makes a breathless whine that sets every nerve of yours on fire.

You push past his boxers to feel the soft, hot skin and the coarse thatch of hair beneath and tug his cock free, pushing Bucky's boxers and jeans down with the heels of your feet. Bucky’s now pre-occupied with neck and your chest; leaving blossoming pink bites so gentle you wonder if they'll even last the the night. His organic hand, in an effort to grope your tit, pulls at the lace cup of your bra a little too roughly causing it to rip.

It snaps him out of his lustful stupor for a moment to mumble a sheepish apology and you dismiss it with a stroke of his cock.

"Don't care." You say and he hisses. "Keep going."

You pump his cock a few more times before spitting into your palm, surprising Bucky who's eyes roll back the moment your cooling saliva hits the tip of his aching cock. His organic palm sits on top of your breast, squeezing intermittently as Bucky's hips rock into your palm for a few beats. You can feel the familiar damp of your cum forming against your panties, just from getting him off, but you squeak with surprise when Bucky's hands rip the lace covering your soaked cunt.

"I'll buy you a new pair," Bucky huffs, adjusting your hips with his hands beneath your thighs. His eyes are black with lust now, his chest heaving ragged breaths. "Need you."

You nod soundlessly in knowing - in understanding - guiding his cock through your hot silken folds until he's aligned with you, breaching you slowly to allow you to accommodate and feel him. Your breath hitches, watching his cock disappear into you with carnal mesmiration, before looking up at his face. He's in a similar state to you, lost in your eyes, drunk off your touch and high on your pleasure; blue eyes black and cheeks dusted pink.

When he reaches the base of his cock he lets out a shaky breath, as do you as you fall back slowly against the pillows. Bucky's hands glide around to your hips half-pinning you to the bed as he starts to drag his hips back slowly. He watches you the entire time; watching for any signs of discomfort. But when his gaze flickers to yours, you think you see his soul; and that's how all hell breaks loose.

Gone is the slow, bordering on romantic lovemaking. Here begins the passionate, bordering on maniacal fucking.

"Fuck, don't look at me like that, doll." Bucky growls, burying himself deeper than before whilst gripping your hips so hard it hurts. You moan loudly, hearing the smooth slickness of your cunt swallowing his cock and feeling that glorious stretch of pleasure you no longer had to imagine.

"Like what?" You breathe, hiccuping as he ruts into you again, clearly struggling to decide on what pace he wants to set.

"Like- Like-..." he groans head falling back as he fills you to the brim again. His fingers flex and claw onto the plump flesh of your ass instead of the bone of your hips now, although no less painful, and he never does finish his answer. He only ruts into you, hard and fast and primal.

His face burrows into your neck as he pounds you into the mattress, all sense of resolve vanquished from his being. Bucky nips and sucks at your thin flesh - harder than before, so you know you'll have evidence of the night - earning him gasps and high pitched moans. You anchor yourself to him; feet crossing behind his back, nails scratching the flesh of his back as he moves.

"Oh, Bucky-" Pleasure washes through you as you pull him deeper, Bucky muttering broken curses into your ear before fucking into you with such force the bed rocks and slams against the wall.

The wet pats of his balls against your tender flesh fill the room alongside the your pants and the headboard against the wall. You reach up blindly as your cunt constricts him, one hand grasping the headboard, the other his metal forearm for stability. Bucky leans himself more upright, taking in your glassy expression and bitten lips and slows his thrusts.

Angling your thighs upwards slightly, so that you're bent at an almost 30 degree angle from your waist, Bucky moved his organic right hand over to your mound and splays his fingers. You look confused for a moment but then he presses down gently, shifting his thighs slightly, and oh boy you feel it.

With his cock nestled inside you, Bucky’s gentle pressure highlights how deep he really is. Bucky looks just as shocked as you but when he starts to cant his hips again you both groan, feeling each drag of his cock against the walls of your tight pussy.

"I wanna feel you cum over my cock, doll." Bucky states firmly, his thumb dipping down to swipe at your aching, velvet clit. The sound you emit is ungodly and your back arches into his touch; a touch he continues to speed up to match his thrusts.

"C'mon, you can do it." He urges, and you whimper in response. "Be a good girl for me and let go. You can do it, right? You can do that for me?"

You release the headboard and his arm to clutch at his shoulders as you shudder violently, your cunt choking his cock desperately whilst you cry his name. Your orgasm is powerful and overwhelming, and each breath you take after is more like a sob, prolonged by Bucky’s treatment of your clit and cunt.

He doesn't slow down too much but just enough that you can catch your breath, mumbling sweet praises to you. Your chest heaves as your body relaxes again and when you look up into those sparkling blue eyes, you see something unexpected hidden between the lust and it sets your soul on fire anew.

"Buck- please." You beg. "Feels too good."

"What do you want me to do?" He presses down on your clit a little harder and you shift your legs with a mewl. A maroon flush creeps up your neck; you know exactly what you want him to do and to speak it out loud makes you feel a myriad of different feelings you don't yet want to put a name to.

"Cum." You say almost shyly.

"Where?" Bucky punctuates his question with a deep roll of his hips, the tip of his cock massaging every ridge of your cunt, thumb circling your bud slowly.

"In - Insi- oh fuck," you swallow thickly as Bucky thrusts harder again. You clench around him, trying to abstain from cumming again, holding out for him.

"Where?" It's not a demand this time, more questioning, not quite believing his super soldier hearing. "Tell me doll, tell me what you want."

"Inside. Oh God, Bucky, please-" you intake a sharp breath, meeting his gaze for a second. "I wanna feel you cum."

"Shit," he breathes, hips stuttering for a second and then driving into you with renewed passion. "Whatever you want, doll."

His left hand snakes beneath you, under your arched back and to your right shoulder, pulling you flush against as he fucks you so hard you see stars. You chant his name again and again, clinging to him as he loses himself to you, and you to him. When you do finally tip over the edge, it's together. Bucky murmurs sweet nothings and praises as he slumps against you, softening cock twitching inside you while you lie spent beneath him; feeling his and your cum coat your thighs as you trace imaginary lines on his face.

"You're gonna be the death of me." Bucky says, shifting back so you can see his boyish smile. He blinks down at you for a moment before leaning down to peck your lips and pulls out of you with a short huff and you try not to let your eyes flutter. He moves to your side, keeping his left arm beneath you so he can pull you towards him once he settles.

You chuckle quietly, curling into him, fingers playing with his dogs tags. They clink and clatter quietly between your fingers filling the now empty sounds between you. What do you even say? 'Thanks for the boning see you in work Monday'?

You turn your head into his neck, placing a tender kisses at the column of his throat. You're caught in the middle of two minds; that this was a mistake, a beautifully, hot and sexy mistake never to be repeated or that it was the beginning of more beautiful, hot and sexy mistakes. Bucky was most definitely your favourite mistake and regardless of the next day and the days after, you'd be taking advantage of his closessness for a little while longer.

"Hey," he takes your hand, silencing the dog tags and forcing you to peek up at him. "You okay?"

"I'm okay." You offer a smile that you know is unconvincing and Bucky frowns, the lines on his forehead creasing.

"I wasn't..." Bucky trails, placing his finger pads against yours. He watches as you splay them and close them together. "I wasn't too... rough, was I?"

"Oh God no!" You exclaim, catching his train of thought. "You were great. I - um - I've never..."

Your face heats and you want to hide under the covers. "I was just thinking about us."

Bucky's eyes rise to yours again, interlacing his fingers with yours, the warmth of his palm against yours comforting and confusing.

"So was I."

You stare at eachother for what feels like years, trying to glean understanding from eachother's features alone. When it doesn't work, you clear your throat.

"I like you Buck - clearly -or we wouldn't be here." You start nervously, squeezing his fingers.

Bucky snorts. "I like you too. Clearly."

He shifts closer, half hovering over your face. "I'd like to do this again. Get high with you and stay up waiting for the sun to smile on everyone while we talk about everything and nothing." He fixes you with a pleading look. "That is, if you'd like that too."

You laugh, half disbelievingly. "Is that your way of asking me out?"

"Maybe." Bucky smirks. "Is it a yes?"

"Maybe." You tease, placing a testing kiss against his lips. When you move back, Bucky follows, tongue darting against your lip.

"Buck!" You squeal, giggling as he rolls back on top of you, playfully kissing over your face. "Come on, I want a snack before round two."

"Why do you need a snack when there's a snack right in front of you?" Bucky pouts against your lips and you laugh, squealing more when he starts to kiss you all over again. "And one that will keep you full."

You hate the way your clit pulses and heat spreads over your face. You let out a breathless whine of his name and he stops kissing your skin to give you a triumphant smile.

"You've driven me insane from the moment we met, doll." He purrs, placing a warm hand on your neck to thumb the soft skin of your cheek. "It's only fair I pay you back with interest."

END

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A/N2: did i intend for this to be so long? Nope. I also didn't intend to take so long to write it but c'est la vie. I hope you enjoyed this installment - Bob won the vote on the next one ;)

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selfaware-bungou-stray-dogs · 1 year ago

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Small crackish idea, because I have been reading Isekai Shikkaku manga (about Dazai Osamu being Isekaed in fantasy world. Recommend to read, btw).

You thought, that after OG! BSD Cast, BEAST! BSD Cast and WAN! BSD Cast got into the real world, you won't have any more new arrivals (from other titles, of course), and all you have to do is wait for new characters being introduced in BSD Manga to get them to the real world.

Until, one day, the whole cast of Bungou to Alchemist get into the Real World.

You managed not to freak out. It was fine.

Until, one day, characters from Isekai Shikkaku appeared in the mansion.

Now you start questioning your existence, and if you are connected to the authors, and not to the fictional worlds.

Sometimes things can be confusing...

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You: Hey, Dazai!

OG! Dazai, BEAST! Dazai, WAN! Dazai, BTA! Dazai! SI!Dazai: looking at you. in unison Yes, [Y/N]?

You: with twitching eye I really need to come up with a way to call namesakes.

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You hope, that you won't get real authors on your doorstep. Because, right now, everything is possible in your life.

#self-awarebsd #self-awareau

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onemorecupofcoffee · 1 year ago

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k so once a complete unknown comes out idk what i'll do. first off i have no idea if ill be hyperfixated on bob but it's been a LONG hyperfixation so yknow. maybe. and it's honestly only probably gonna be a year bc theyve made us wait sooo long and theyre done with filming and theyve recorded most if not all the songs and post production shouldnt take long bc theres not like huge cgi shit so. which means theres a good chance itll be out before winter 2025 . now i have irl friends who are timothee fans who want to see the movie when it comes out. so a lot of timothee fans will def go see the movie, but the general population?. i honestly dont know its def marketed more towardsa general audience but like its not like wonka was the biggest movie of the year or anything or the songs went off the charts. but my prediction is that one dylan song that wasnt as popular before will trend on tiktok or something bc timothee covered it and timothees version will become more popular than the og. idk which song bc im honestly not sure if theyre gonna do just any bob song or only the era presented in the movie. if its the era in the movie i think its gonna be an another side of bob dylan song bc that entire album is pretty underrated, except for my back pages it's not that popular for dylan, and it has a lot of lyrically amazing songs. im thinking maybe i dont believe you she acts like we never have met, n it would make sense to play in the movie. but it could be any song , like if theyre playing all eras bob then probably one of his newer songs. But a lot of timothee fans are like ok someones gonna get an oscar for something and im like . ugh no. but its a possibility bc oscars suck so then it would obviously become even more popular. theyre not gonna depict dylan correctly though and then people are gonna believe a scene in the movie actually happened and its like NO IT DIDNT just like the doors movie holy shit i hate that movie . but it could be decent it could turn out ok despite the horrid casting . do i think theyre gonna play other songs yes!!! not just dylan other baez, other folk songs definitely it actually seems like they paid attention to some things. the fashion was not it but the set decorators did an amzing job actually so it seems like there was SOME work that went into this movie. now i thijk theyre gonna end it at newport folk festival but they should end it at motorcycle accident but whatever . but its gonna be like mainl dylan i think but they said its an ensemble piece meaning its also gonna be focused on joan and fake suze rotolo/sylvie/ whatever the fuck her name is. and pete seeger bc hes been in a lot of the paparazzi pics so?. hes there too. and maybe woody guthrie hopefully woody guthrie obviously woody guthrie and they filmed in new jersey so its kinda like yeah. but hes gonna be sick so theyre not gonna really show him but theyre gonna show dylan meeting him. i dont think theyre gonna really show dylans childhood, yea timmy went to hibbing but everyone knows dylan lied a lot so no one knows anything about his childhood really. i think the main romance plot will literally just be bob being like choosing between joan and sylvie or some boring shit like that and theyre not gonna understand the weird fucking relationship bob had with joan or anything. but its gonna be dumb straight love triangle bc the writers are boring and not like im not there todd haynes where haynes understood dylan was queer as fuck and made multiple references to dylan being queer insome way theyre not gonna do that. and timmy will NOT top cate blanchett ever but he might win the oscar even though cate literally deserved that oscar. So the world will explode if it gets popular and then someone will cancel bob dylan or something . and bob dylan dies after seeing it "the worst experience of my life" and theyre gonna botch and popify the songssooo bad but theyre gonna get so popular its so dumb everything is dumb and then bob dylan will have a dumb modern resurgence but by people who dont know anything about him

and wont care to learn aside from that dumb biopic im sorry im welcoming new fans but i feel like theyre just gonna not actually wanna learn about him aside from timmy biopic . And its like. come on. but his records will get more popular and more valuable i mean gen z listens to a lot of physical media maybe his tour might be more popular too if hes still alive so in general people are like hey this guys pretty good or something but then everyone will kinda forget about him but sokme people will stay. i think . and then its like some weird shit gets out about him again he says something out of pocket about the biopic and then everyones like thats Odd. and the biopic keeps getting memed out of context maybe a bob meme will become very popular .. and timmy clitoris fans will be like this is the best film ever and petition for it to win best film at oscra s or something dymb andits all dumb stupif shit and then someones like Hey bob dylan was a fuckign faggot and everyone realises bob WAS fafuckin g faggot and its finally recognize d anf then people boycott the biopic bc it erases queer history rightfully so and then some people who dgaf about bob dont like the biopic and then timmy clitoris apologizes saying he didnt know and hes not queer though even though hes a fuciing twink and then bob slike yeha i had gay sex with george harrison. so what and everyones like Ohhh i knew it but those stupid people are like wtf? bob dylna is GAY? and then itslike ok open your eyes and then at the oscars timmy clitoris has to apologize again saying he didnt know bob dylan was queer and everyones like oh its ok but inrreality we hate you and cate blanchett knew it the whole TIME! and then the biopic is burned people burndown their copies of it and its INSANE and everyones INWSNE and then traveling wilbyurys biopic comes out and theres a sex scene with george and bob in like 2030 bc of the beatles biopics too ! and timyms like dsaved is my fav bob dylan album and he triesto join the fandom but everyone boos him and he dies before bob dies and alos never meets bob

#a complete unknown #iris rambles #personal

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peachymilkandcream · 2 years ago

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Break me Slowly|Part 6| (Yandere Levi x Evelyn)

A/N: This one is going to be a huge time skip, we're talking from season 1 to end of 3, the main reason is the events of those seasons is pretty insignificant to their story. All that needs to be mentioned is that Petra lives while the rest of the og Levi squad was killed. Also this will be the first spicy chapter so let's gooooo

WARNINGS: noncon, dubcon, manipulation, domestic abuse, yandere themes, forced marriage, forced pregnancy, stockholm syndrome, violence, mind breaking, misogyny, etc.

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Levi stood in front of Erwin, he had been wearing him down for years, the timing has never been right. Now that only a handful of the Scouts were even still alive and the threat of Marley apparent, everything was falling into place.

"So as you know Levi, this is just a formality at this point." Erwin slowly slid the reenlistment form across the table to Levi. He just assumed by now that Levi would sign it as he always planned on to keep fighting for humanity.

"Actually." Levi stopped and didn't make a motion to the pen waiting at the end of the paper. "I want to talk to you about that. I'm not going to reenlist."

Erwin doesn't skip a beat. "We can offer you more pay."

"It's not the pay that I want."

Erwin raises a brow. "More time off? We can work something out here Levi."

"I want Evelyn."

Erwin scoffs slightly. "What are you talking about?"

"Her, in marriage."

"Isn't that something you should discuss with her?"

"She doesn't love me, she would never agree to it."

"So why on earth would I do in this?"

"We trick her, tell her it's for her safety. She'll believe it. Then I just need you to turn a blind eye when she figures out the truth."

"What do I get out this?"

"Me under your thumb for the next eight years, plus, I know you're curious about what would happen of one of these Titan shifters had children."

"Not that curious."

"Then I won't sign. I'll leave you high and dry."

For the first time since Levi met the man, he could tell Erwin was nervous. Levi knew that he was the backbone of the Scouts, especially since Erwin couldn't do as much with his missing arm. Without Levi, Eldia wouldn't stand a chance against Marley.

"Why go to these lengths Levi? What do you really get out of this?"

"To possess her body and soul. To mold her into exactly what I want. Because she's pliable, she trusts me completely, she'll bend to me, or break."

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Evelyn looked at Levi and Erwin as she sat in their office, completely confused. "What do you mean marry Levi for my safety? Am I in danger?"

Erwin casts a knowing glance at Levi, trying to hold back the venom in his gaze, although he knew deep down that Levi called him for what he was. All Erwin believed in was results, at whatever cost, he resigned himself to view Evelyn as a casualty of war. All for the greater good.

"You remember Cadets Reiner and Bertholdt and their mission to take the founding Titan correct?"

Evelyn nods her head, she knew little of Bertholdt, but she had managed to befriend Reiner in his short time with the Scouts. She thought he was just a run of the mill nice person, until he betrayed them all. "Yes I remember."

"During the battle of Maria, it seems that you revealed your Titan form to them in a desperate last attempt to save Eren as he fought the armoured Titan, is that right?"

"Yes it is sir."

"Your attempts were admirable, however, now the enemy knows there's another Titan in the walls. Your safety is in jeopardy. Which is why our solution is a fake marriage to Captain Levi here. The enemy would not dare come near you if they knew that Levi was watching over you day and night."

"But why the marriage part?"

"Secrecy, the people will fear that they themselves aren't safe if a Titan shifter has to be protected. Plus it won't let the enemy know that we're onto them. Besides it will be entirely fake, only in name alone will it be legal."

Evelyn looks up to Levi. "What do you think about all this Levi?"

Levi bit his lip hard to hide a smile, she was so adorably predictable and naive. "I think if it means you'll be safe it's worth it."

Evelyn smiles softly at him, reassured. "Okay then, I'll do it."

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The ceremony was lovely, Evelyn had begged Levi to not do anything, she felt bad for spending his money when it was all fake. However Levi kept insisting that it be special since it was unlikely she could ever have something this grand again. At the end of the day she couldn't help but feel in awe of all the glitter and finery, she had never had anything close to this before. It seemed that Levi had done well since coming to the surface, demanding whatever pay he wanted since no one could refuse him. It felt odd kissing her best friend for the ceremony, but he said it was important to make it believable. Although in her opinion he did not need to lick her lip.

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It was well past midnight when Levi crept through the hall, all of his maids and servants were aware of the situation and paid to keep their mouths shut. Everyone knew not to challenge the wrath of their employer, even if a few cast sympathetic glances at Evelyn as she stared at the large house in awe. He built this house for her, he knew that this would be his forever home with his perfect wife.

Evelyn had left the door unlocked, feeling safe with Levi promising he would sleep safely on the couch downstairs. Levi crept in and saw her rolled on her side under the covers, slowly he slipped in beside her and lifted the covers.

Underneath, her thin nightdress hugged each curve of her body, making his raging erection twitch and pulse. His body knew all along who it was meant for, this was who he was saving himself for all these years.

Quietly he lowered his face to her neck, breathing in the floral sent of her bath, nothing aroused him more than the smell of her clean body. Gently he traced his lips and tongue over the curve of her neck, causing goosebumps to rise up and her body shiver.

"Levi...?" Her voice was thick with sleep. "Is that you?"

"Yes my love." His voice was soft and breathy, trying his best not to give away his intentions too early.

"What are you doing here?"

Levi lifted off the covers, staring at her. "It's our wedding night after all."

Evelyn laughed for a moment, thinking he was joking until he smile slowly left her face as she saw he was not. "What are you talking about-"

Levi climbed on top of her. "It's bad luck not to consummate the marriage on the wedding night." It wasn't bad luck he knew, just a made up excuse to justify his actions.

"Yeah if it was a real marriage, this has never been real, get off." She tried pushing him gently but was surprised by how solid he was, she knew he was strong but she had never anticipated how strong. "Levi you're scaring me."

"Then just relax my dear, and let me take care of you." Levi pressed his lips against Evelyn's, pushing back into her tiny body to make sure she couldn't move as she struggled against him. She tasted sweeter than he could have ever though, although her tears made it slightly salty.

Evelyn tried to push him off of her, his body like a brick wall, his hands like iron grips as he squeezed her breasts and hips. Her mouth wasn't free from his, he tasted like mint and lavender, at first she thought he was drunk but he didn't smell or taste like alcohol which took away her last reasoning as to why this was happening.

The button's of Evelyn's nightdress refused to come free easily so ripping them would have to do. He sucked and bit at her neck and collarbone, everyone would know she was his and his alone. Her skin was so soft and melted to him. Once he freed his throbbing erection he let out a sigh of relief, he hadn't planned on doing too much tonight. Tonight was raw and primal, making sure she was marked as his and as soon as possible. He had been holding himself back for years, he reasoned he deserved to be selfish tonight. This was just about penetration, he had the rest of their lives to explore the different inches of her.

Levi finally moved off her mouth long enough to spit on his fingers and rub them down her folds, the simple touch made Evelyn twitch, not used to the feeling. The rest of the saliva was placed on his dick, Evelyn stared at it, not quite believing what she was seeing, she didn't believe that this was happening. It was about six and a half inches, decently thick with one large vein running up the back, every time he looked at her it twitched. She hadn't seen something like it before. Her pause was only brief, she returned to trying to push him off, kicking and flailing, her voice was already getting hoarse from screaming.

He grabbed both of her wrists, holding them above her head. "Shut the fuck up." He hissed. "This can be enjoyable if you just relax."

"Don't you fucking touch me Levi!" She screamed.

Levi raised his hand to backhand her but caught himself. "I'll give you a break since it's our wedding night, but if you keep up this attitude I'll beat the shit out of you."

Evelyn was confused, scared, this was no longer her best friend. The person she trusted with her life. This was a monster.

Levi ran the tip along her folds, he had to use his hand to guide himself since he had never done this before. Slowly he poked the tip in, immediately feeling a barrier and grinning wide, he knew she was meant to be his, she had saved herself for him this whole time.

"What a good girl you are." His voice came out more like a whisper. He was trying to keep himself from cumming right there, as embarrassing as that was. He slowly inched his way to the barrier before delivering a thrust and breaking it, causing Evelyn to scream in pain and kick harder. Her knees were over his arms so she couldn't do much to stop him.

After a moment or two for Levi to adjust to the sudden warmth he started thrusting, moaning louder than he would like to admit. He had never felt anything like this, and her body molded to him so well. He couldn't believe how perfect she was, her sobs had quieted, but she'd get used to him eventually.

All too soon Levi felt that familiar sensation at the base of his erection, the feeling made him move faster before pushing in as deep as he could and shooting hot and thick cum deep inside her with a groan. Granted it was shorter than he would have liked, but he reasoned he should have an exception since this was his first time. There would be many others.

Levi slowly slid out, flopping into bed beside his still crying bride and giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Sleep well wife."

#attack on titan #break me slowly #levi ackerman #levi aot #levi x oc #levi x reader #shingeki no kyojin #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman #yandere levi x reader

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iho6hi2 · 11 months ago

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4,25,28 n 30!!

Pheww had to think for a bit thanks for giving me something to yap about :D

4. Did you prefer Ares or Orion?

- Sooo both of them were kind of like... meh in a sense, but Orion was more entertaining and had way more plot than Ares (tho Ares had more budget and the animation was better imo). In Orion, I disliked how they had like so many characters jammed in together because the writers obviously had no idea what to do with so many people 💀 like its okay not to include the OG cast nobody would've been mad if you excluded them or smth. However, one good thing Orion did was show how severe everything is and how prevalent the antagonists were (THEY ACTUALLY SERVED A ROLE), which Ares lacks.

25. Do you like the adult versions of the OG cast — would you imagine them to be different?

- ONG WHEN I SAW MY GOATS AS ADULTS I HAD TO SHED A TEAR FR. I love them so much I could watch a whole show with just them as adults and speaking of that, the only thing I wish we could've had was seeing them play in their separate leagues. Its been mentioned several times on several occasions that most of the main members from the OG cast played in different leagues and I wish we could have seen them at their prime and have them play against each other in something like an FFI

28. Do you have any OC's? If yes — explain a little about them:

- So my OC slash Devil's Advocate y/n's name is Hideyoshi (last name) Toshiaki (first name), they are 17, born on 1st of January, blasian and they have taken on the role of something like an anti-hero/antagonist even though they are not necessarily evil or whatever, but simply do what they think fits a situation best and try to find entertainment in everything. I imagine them to be around 5'11 (180.34cm) and their voice actresses to be Grey DeLisle and Sawashiro Miyuki :33

30. Do you have any ina11 opinions that are controversial?

- OKAYY SO you might be a little confused and lost since you haven't watched ie (let alone Orion), but I believe it should have been Ichihoshi Mitsuru who lived and not Hikaru... IM SORRY BUTTT theres so much more that could have been done if Mitsuru was the brother who lived instead of Hikaru and I will die on this hill. It might sound crazy, but I genuinely think the idea of Mitsuru having to make up for everything he's done and come to terms with the reality of his situation would have added so much more flavor to Orion

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popculturebuffet · 1 year ago

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Next up for Cartoon Network era of shows, who is your favorite character from each of the 2000-03 half of the Cartoon Cartoons-era shows you've seen like: Sheep in the Big City, Time Squad, Samurai Jack, Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy, Evil Con Carne, Whatever Happened to Robot Jones, Codename Kids Next Door, and Star Wars Clone Wars 2003?

I realize now this was about CHARACTERS not just the shows in general. Since I did on the first one though, i'll give my opinons AND the characters to split the diffrence. First covering last time Dexter's Lab, Johnny Bravo, Cow & Chicken, I Am Weasel, The Powerpuff Girls 1998, Ed Edd n Eddy, Mike Lu and Og, and Courage the Cowardly Dog.

In order: DL: Dexter's Dad, easily one of Jeff Bennet's performances and I feel bad I had no idea it was him ands not phil hartman. Johnny Bravo: Carol, as him dating an antelope is just.. such a hilariousl awkward concept, and this is coming from a guy who dosen't have the best cringe comedy tolerance. Chronos MASTER OF TIME and the Nixon Shark are both close seconds. Cow and Chicken: The Big Red Guy: the sohw itself may be mixed but god I love him IAW: Weasel. Easily The Power Puff Girls: Hmmm this is a hard one but due to a thing i'm working on and his general meanace I have to go with him. He had a uniqueness to his apperances: It was always going to be terrifying unless it was with other villians and always something unique and memorable. EEE: Ed. He's truly the best and a meme machine fo ra reason Mike Lu and Og: Mike herself whose a nice mix of ignoarant yet still savy. Courage: The boy himself out of the main cast though pretty much every character here is fantastic. Kitty out of the antagonists, as she's the most tragic, has a truly creepy deisgn and was a gay character long before that was common OKay now onto the next era Sheep in the Big City: This is one I need to rewatch as my recent kablam retrospective (Please check it out), had me rewatch the off beats and I like Willems sense of humor and might ge tit more. The sheep himself is my faviorite, having a great design, likeable demeanor and nice bleats. Time Squad: Another one I need to revisit and a true classic: Simple premise, hilaroius characters and Larry 3000 is easly my faviorite. C3PO if they meant for him to be gay. Samurai Jack: Like most of these in this installment I need to revisit it. One of the best cartoons ever. Havne't checked out the last season, hear mixed things. Faviroite is the scotsman: he's hilaroius, fun to watch and a nice counterpart to jack being just as capable but everything our boy isn't. Billy and Mandy: A comedy classic. A bit too mean for i'ts own good sometimes, but a truely great horror comedy most of the time: creative premise, truly stacked cast of side characters, and richard steven horvitz greatest performance til lhelluva boss (zim is VERY close to billy though. ) Faviorite character is asking a lot of me, but I have to go with my childhood faviorite, Dracula. He could've aged poorly and shoudl have, he is making fun of blaxplotatoin.. but he never feels like a black sterotype, just a cranky throughly weird old man Evil Con Carne: One I need to revisit, yes AGAIN, and a show I always felt was undereatted. It just never took off the way Billy and Mandy did and you can tell maxwell atoms still had affection for it given he both ported skar over to billy and mandy (A really great decision and one I dearly love) and brought hector and ghastly back for one last hurrah. It was also one of my first exposures to Grey DeLise and Armin Shimmerman (Though I jus tlearned about the latter), and one of Phil LaMarr's best roles. With that last qualifier, Hector is my faviorite: his pomoposity, voice and being shoved in a bear are all great.

Whatever Happened to Robot Jones?: Need to revisit it you know the drill. Has a great title character, also my faviorite, concept but I don't remember it a ton. KND: Easily my third faviorite Cartoon Network show. A gloriously built world that's both nicely detailed and approriately childish, and a show that evolved from a pretty one note premise to a truly wonderfully thought out masterpiece that parodied just about everything with a nice chunk of x-men refrences. Faviorite is Numbah 2. Hoagie is just the best and his solo adventures tended to be some of the best of the series.

Clone Wars (Genndy's Version): Another one that, say it with me now "I need to revisit" and a true classic. Beautifully animated, great to watch. I will say the second season isn't quite AS good, trying a bit harder to be a lead int oa movie loosing the sheer flexiblity and cretivity season 1 had. I mean season 1 has mace windu going bare fisted monk on a bunch of droids alongside the ongoing arcs about ventress and whatever his name was. It also made general grevous a massive disapointment in the films.

#cartoon network #star wars clone wars #kids next door #whatever happened to robot jones #evil con carne #the grim adventures of billy and mandy #sheep in the big city #samurai jack

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erisluna35ocblog · 1 year ago

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Blog Guide:

I started this blog to organize my OC lores for those who are interested and want to get to know them better. It's a little complicated as I tend to put them in AUs, and they end up somewhat different depending on the story they're in yet I try to keep the cores of their characters the same. It will take a while before this blog starts posting original content as I put a lot of stuff on main that I will reblog here for now. I will expand and update this as time goes on.

Main OCs:

Keagan Gerald "Kaji" Aurelio Ashworth

Fiona "Fuyu" Kuznetsov

Shizuke Midorikawa

Blair Crawford

Blake Crawford

Natalia Hale

Damien Guerrero

Zephyr Ryder

AUs:

OG STORY - this is the tag I use to label my original concepts for these characters. Before their better known ML AU incarnations, I pictured them in this fairytale-esque fantasy au with Keagan as the main protagonist. Prince Keagan had a leisurely life as the spare to the throne who's only responsibility is tying down the most powerful knight of their generation to stay on their kingdom's side forever through marriage. Everything was set on a track and he had no intention of fighting it. He likes his hedonistic life as a prince and he gets along well enough with his fiance, it's not worth losing over a thing called "freedom". His destiny was agreeable to him... that is, until he learns of a horrible secret that puts his fiance in danger but she can't know about it lest she dies by her own sword because she is stubborn about protecting everyone like the goddamn knight she is. The prince is forced to take matters into his own hands and run away from the capital, recruiting an unlikely group of outcasts, creating enemies from the shadows and have his fiance and his other childhood friend try to drag him back home.

ML AU - this is the tag I use to lump together all stories set in the show called Miraculous Ladybug.

BTaL - Between Truths and Lies, posted on Ao3 and FF.net. Acronym can be pronounced to sound like "Beetle" lol. The basic premise is its lowkey a future gen fic focusing on the new heroes, Shizuke Midorikawa as Ladybug and Blair Crawford as Chat Noire. Follow their journey as they struggle through superheroing, magic, love, grief and one evil butterfly lady.

N2CatS - No Two Cats are the Same, posted on Ao3 and FF.net. Acronym can be pronounced like "N-2-Cats". It's the time travel story set midway S2 of BTaL that features canon characters and how they deal with being stuck with my ocs for a week. Focused mainly on character study. It jumps off from an alternate end to Ephemeral where Sass's last resort ends up yeeting Adrien and Blair into each other's eras. Can be read as a stand alone despite its references to BTaL, as most references come with an explanation or much context isn't needed to be understood. Though reading BTaL first does enhance some of the references and enhances foreshadowing.

Otome Game AU - You know those manhwas where the protagonist, usually female, wakes up one day into the romfan world of the otome game or novel she was reading before she died? And she's in the body of the villainess, or the heroine or some extra? This AU, that's my entire main cast. A group of tired and stressed college students were working on a game for their thesis. They either worked themselves to death or their kidneys gave out from too much red bull or maybe they were half asleep walking home when truck-kun came for them, who knows. Thing is, they all died. Individually woke up into the body of the character that was modelled after them - which explains how none of them realizes they're not the only one who reincarnated. Chaos ensues. Can they all come to the same page before its too late?

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#kaji aurelio ashworth #fuyu kuznetsov #shizuke midorikawa #blair crawford #blake crawford #natalia hale #damien guerrero #Zephyr Ryder #og story #ml au #n2cats #btal

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So, I feel like it’s Unpopular Opinion Time about GO2. I’ve been thinking about it since I watched it and…well…I hate it, lads. I really wanted to love it, but…

Well, here are my Reasons:

I first read Good Omens in probably 2003. It was a friend’s copy and I finished it & immediately went & bought my own. I loved it.

I was so scared to watch it when Good Omens (1) first came out. I thought the casting was all wrong. I was worried they would butcher one of my favourite books of all time.

I was so glad to be wrong. I loved everything about it. The casting was actually perfect, I was okay with the changes, and I absolutely adored that cold open! Hell I even wrote a whole 135k 1941 spy romance fic based on that 5 minute scene in the church!

And then I heard they were making GO2 and I was scared again.

I knew that T&N had batted ideas for a sequel about years ago, but nothing had come to fruition. This time it would all be Gaiman. I’ve never made it through a single Gaiman book but I’ve read most of Pratchett’s. I was worried.

But I watched it. And the more I watched, the more I disliked it and by the end, I honestly hated it.

The first thing: all of the fun & funny, all the favourite lines and things that made you giggle in the OG GO? 90% of those were Pratchettisms. S2 was severely lacking in Pratchettisms.

The second: Plot? What plot?

I mean, if you set aside the mini episodes inside the main episodes (those mini episodes are a whole other problem all by themselves), what exactly have we got?

The Archangels are plotting. Gabriel disagreed with what they were plotting and he’s walked out, memoryless, naked with an empty box & turns up at Aziraphale’s.

A&C aren’t getting on. For some reason. At the end of S1 they were honestly ready to get married & have babies, and now Crowley is living in his car because his flat is apparently Company Property and he’s been evicted. I still don’t understand why they’re not getting on.

So both heaven & hell are looking for Gabe, and A&C are trying to hide him while they figure out what’s going on.

Except they don’t. S1 they figured out things, they pieced things together, they investigated.

S2 they spent the whole time trying to play matchmaker for Nina & Maggie, and despite having been on Earth for 6000 years, seem to have zero idea about human mating rituals.

It’s literally only at the end when Gabe gets his memory back that he TELLS them he left because he disagrees with triggering the second coming & want to run off with Beelzebub which, to me, is like Gaiman took a nose dive into the GO tumblr tags and went ‘aha! people have started shipping this! let’s make the masses giggle!’

On top of this, in what life would our Aziraphale - the angel who isn’t really an angel anymore, the hedonist, the guy who literally looked heaven in the face and said Buggere Alle This For a Larke and went off to find his friend and stop Armageddon - in what life would he think ‘ooh the metatron is giving me a promotion to start the second coming, let’s grab Crowley and we can turn him back into an angel!’????

No. He’s already made the decision that Heaven is Wrong. Heaven isn’t Good. He & Crowley have already decided at the end of S1 that they’re on their own side - the HUMAN side - and there’s no way Aziraphale is naive enough to think he can change anyone’s mind Up There.

And that kiss. God that made me so uncomfortable. It wasn’t heartbreaking to me, it was just uncomfortable and wrong.

As for those mini episodes. I’m honestly not sure what I can say about those. They bored the shit out of me & served little purpose to the ‘main plot’. They saw everyone loved the cold open and just thought ‘what chaos can we cause putting these two in various historical costumes this time?’

Im not in this to analyse every single thing, I’m not in it for the meta, I’m in this for the story. And to me, this was a seriously disappointing story.

I did like Nina & Maggie but I didn’t like how their story was handled. I also enjoyed how all the shopkeepers in Whickber Street were all convinced that stuffy & fluffy Mr Fell had himself a hot redhead vintage car enthusiast boyfriend, but that’s about all I really enjoyed from the whole thing.

I hate that I hate it. I really wanted to love it, especially since I see the vast majority of you loving it. I wanted to join in the froth. I hoped it would reignite my desire to write.

Alas.

Thus ends my unpopular opinion.

#Good Omens 2 #unpopular opinion

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another-lost-mc · 1 year ago

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theredpharaoah · 11 months ago

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@cousinoyaya Oh you want a Corlys show? We really don’t give a fuck. Do you see anyone else’s name next to George’s on the book cover? Spoiler alert: if not, then there’s most likely no co-author. What’s comical is the hypocrisy of this reply. You’re galled, gooped, and seem to be perpetually gagging…on my dick. This is the second time you then came up in my replies being rude. Not one “I want…” was in my comment on the upcoming list of series. I rhetorically asked “Who tf wants a Corlys show”. So of course, your loser ass stepped forward to say “Well actCHually…🤓”. And because your brain cells seem to be in the midst of a never-ending civil war; I misspelled “actually” on purpose there. Everything else I wrote was speculation about what would be covered in the series, not me stating what I wanted.

Oh no! I’m entitled for saying they better have *checks notes*…good writers? Hmm. Ok. But that’s funny coming from you considering you liked a comment of me pointing out the idiocy of HOTD’s writers RIGHT before you typed up this steaming pile of bullshit. Is it Oochie Wally or is it One Mic? Im entitled, but you come on MY blog; a place designed for me to post MY opinions relating to MY interests, and had the nerve to reply to MY post telling me to stfu. Well no, b!ch, you stfu. And I can say that, cuz this is my blog and I rule here. You have no say here. That is, unless, you’re a co-owner of this blog? I was the only bitch running things the last time I checked, but mayhaps you know something I don’t? Me posting my opinions in a community I’m a part of. Entitled would be me emailing all my opinions on GRRM’s story, and what I think needs to be changed, to him. Who am I acting entitled towards? HBO? Showrunners and writers who don’t even know the series they’re supposed to be adapting?

But since you brought it up and there’s no time like the present; George has enlisted me as a co-author on TWoW and ADoS. Mmhmm. Yes, it’s true. I will also be writing on all forthcoming HBO adaptations of ASOIAF. Yup! Yup! Yup! The whore’s finally out of the pleasure garden. They saw how kunt my application was and immediately put me through.

*audience applauds*

Thank you! Thank you! And I know you, @cousinoyaya, as my BIGGEST and BRIGHTEST fan is so excited for me. And because I love you and my peers on here so much, I’m gonna give you guys a couple of teasers about what’s to come:

1. We’re redoing Game of Thrones and will be extensively exploring the nature of Theon and Jon’s romantic relationship. George and me went back n forth on this a lot. He wanted it to be a throuple with Robb if you can believe it!

2. For Nymeria’s show, we’ve come up with a new reason as to why Garin did what he did. You see, Garin The Great wasn’t really mad about the turtles. He was mad because he found out his Valyrian Dragonlord lover was fucking some messy bottom from Tyrosh. Nymeria tried to tell him that there were other spears in the armory but he really wasn’t tryna hear all that. Garin didn’t actually die. He was brought to Valyria and ended up marrying the guy. Lived happily ever after. What an asshole, amirite?

3. We will NOT be going forward with the 9 Voyages show. *Nobody moved*. Sorry, Oyaya. I know you were really looking forward to that. Instead we’re doing a show focusing on the Black Pearls of Braavos. I’m excited to announce that we’ve already casted Nicki Minaj as the OG Bellegere Otherys, Flo Milli as Bellenore - the OG Black Pearl, Doechii as Narha Otherys, and Lil Nas X as Balerion Otherys. We’ve also created two new characters for the main cast: twins who will be played by Doja Cat and Saweetie. They begin acting classes next month and we’re all just so exited over here at GRRM productions!

4. And finally, the project we’re all most excited for; a show based off of me pulling up to your location and whooping your ass. No funny shit, if you got a problem you can block or scroll. If you have an actual issue with an opinion I’ve put forward, present your counter-argument in a respectful manner and talk to me nice while you do so. I don’t go into people’s comments calling them out their name and telling them to STFU, and I expect the same courtesy to be extended to me. Keep it cute, cuz I’m the definitely the bitch to make it ugly. Have a blessed day.

The Conquest and Nymeria better have good fucking writers. Matter of fact: lemme submit an application. Who tf wants to watch a show about Corlys’ 9 voyages? Who asked for that? The Golden Empire of Yi Ti? Are they gonna give us the Blood Betrayal and show us how it continues to occur possibly all throughout history, but especially during the Targ dynasty?

#house of the dragon #team black #game of thrones #asoiaf

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mihwee · 3 years ago

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A Crazy Bitch

Fem!reader x Og!Penelope

Fandoms; Death is the only ending for the villainess

Sys; penelope groans, feeling her irritating headache come back once more. she wants to find someone, her friend. Her one and only friend in this goddamned duchy that was only visiting for a week. You, a princess of another but quite powerful Kingdom, and...someone like you? The ill mannered wench is friends with the crazy bitch of the eckharts? Seriously, some people coudnt help but wonder whats your relationship with eachother.

Tags; fluff, comfort, WLW YAAAHHH, proper representation, first love, penelope my love

WARNINGS; Cursing

Settings; Midnight, Guest room

Authors note; YAHHHH PENELOPE MY GIRLLL, nayways yeah check req list (pinned) if u need something, i also have a waiting list! Theres alot waiting to be written rn :D im gnna write reynold sucking pp next but im too lazy AGHH , just... just enjoy pls and req more unholy blood fics

Note; Reader in this fic is she/her!!

MINORS ARE ALLOWED TO READ THIS POST, MINORS UNDER 14 DO NOT CHECK OTHER POSTS!

"penelope?" You raised a brow, looking at her tightly shut eyes. "Y/n." She spoke, you gently smiled, crossing your legs as you make yourself comfortable under the soft plush of the luxurious sofa. "Is there a problem?" You replied back.

"Seriously?" She gritted her teeth, "my head hurts." She sucked the air up, her messy pink hair framing her face perfectly. As you stared with concern, penelope threw the expensive cape on the opposite seat, and sat her body on the same seat you were sitting on.

"Did that pink hair boy nag you out again?" You scoffed, you looked at her as she rambled about how shitty this whole place is. about derrick, reynold, or what so ever. you caressed her hair, fixing anything strangled. But overall, penelope was just a lonely child.

Being reincarnated here wasnt your choice, you werent even any of the main cast taking part in love project. But at least, lets hope this girl doesnt die. So you took up the courage and laughed, if im not one of the main cast. Why not just be with one of them?

being ridiculed and shamed for just not being the blood related child of the duchy is too much, even for penelope. And they wonder why she acts this way.

Penelope scrunched her brows, feeling a lump stuck in her throath. Recently, the assholes in this place have decided to fed her rotten food. And ofcourse, she threw the table making a huge fit and scolding the maid for doing such things, its just reasonable.

"Why dont i tell your father about it? Im sure he'll listen to me." You requested, but she groaned in response, "-dont, he'll make everything worse. As if he even pays attention to me." Penelope muttered. For the first, penelope felt comfortable ranting about things with someone. With, a friend.

She layed her head on the head of the sofa. trying not to burst into tears all of the sudden. "Just let me rest here." Spoke penelope. You stood quiet for awhile.

"Penelope." You finally said, with a closed smile. Your hand reached out to hers slowly. "Thank you" you closed your eyes. Penelope tilted her head slightly. "?"

"For trusting me, you know? I believe in you." Penelope raised an eyebrow. All you did was listen to her, but i guess this was a different day. "I know it must be hard, getting accused of something you didnt do just because your brothers dislike you."

"But in the end, they failed to notice how you became this way" penelope snickered. "...became like what?"

"A bitch." You replied back, smilling. As she rolled her eyes, she squeezed your hand tighter.

"So when the original daughter of this house comes back,"

"Go to me." You replied, looking at the luxurious ceilling. "If all their lives they cant accept and teach you, and me. Who only arrived a few months ago became your friend—whats the use? Of trying so hard to reconnect with your fake familly when they dont even try themselves?

"....sometimes. People who recently just arrived in your life are better than people who stayed with you for years"

She looked at you, quietly. "...you really like complimenting youreself huh."

"Im glad you noticed"

"Yeah, cause i know its true." She replied back.

for a moment, you and penelope stayed there. Without letting go of eachothers hand. She hopes you woudnt get dissapointed of her,

Her one and only "Friend"

#death is the only ending for a villainess #penelope eckart #fluff #angst #fem!reader #fem!reader x penelope eckart #fanfiction #wlw #manhwa #webtoon #mihwee🐈‍⬛#villains are destined to die

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ilyasorokinn · 4 years ago

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johnny beecher. anything with johnny beecher preferably angst

SHE'S ALL THAT

this is a work of fiction. none of this is real.

this is totally based on "she's all that" (the og one) because i love the entire cast of the movie.

tw: language, gross men / misogyny & sexism, underage drinking

word count: 2170 words

in comparison to johnny, you were considered an "outcast". johnny was a hotshot hockey player who had girls swarming him almost everywhere he went, while you on the other hand were a quiet shy wannabe artist who worked at a pizza shop to earn a little money on the side.

his best friend, maxwell, watched from the sidelines as his girlfriend, carey, dumped him. carey explained that she met another guy and they had fallen madly in love. johnny stood there, taking in everything that just happened.

"well, that was... sheesh." max was stunned, "geez, that was brutal."

"thanks, max. really appreciate it." johnny nodded, patting him on the back and walking away.

later that day, johnny was watching carey make out with her new boyfriend. he rolled his eyes and shook his head, "who needs carey deluca?" he scoffed.

"um, like every guy on campus." max stated as he shook his protein shake.

"he's right. she's the girl everyone girl wants to be and every guy wants to do the nasty with." their other friend, paul butted in.

"never say "do the nasty" again." max shivered at the sentence.

"it sounded better in my head." paul nodded.

"look, i don't need a carey deluca in my life. i can get with any girl i want." johnny stated confidently.

"can you?" max and paul laughed, crossing their arms.

"yep." johnny nodded.

"all right, beech. i have a proposition." max squared up.

"hit me, graves." johnny nodded, squaring him up.

"you say you can bag, so let's just say i believe that. i give you 6 weeks, and in those 6 weeks, you turn whichever girl i choose to become the next prom queen."

"wait, we have a prom?" johnny asked.

"we will, in about 15 minutes." max smirked.

johnny crossed his arms, raising his brow, "what's your point, max?"

"i'm proposing a bet." max continued to smirk.

"a bet?" johnny asked.

"yes. you, six weeks, prom queen." max nodded.

"all right, who's the girl?"

"are you actually considering this, johnny?" paul asked.

"why the hell not? i don't have anything to lose." johnny shrugged.

"all right," max nodded, slapping him on the back, "i have the perfect girl for you."

"who?" he asked.

"y/n." max turned johnny around right as you walked out of the building where your class was. johnny got the perfect look at you. your backpack clearly stuffed to the brim with books, school supplies, and god knows what else.

johnny found himself walking into mozzarella pizza, the pizzeria that you worked at, "welcome to mozzarella pizza, what can i get you started for you today." you asked, looking up from the ipad, and doing a subtle doubletake when you realized who it was.

"your y/n, right?" he asked.

"that's what the nametag says." you nodded, "now, are you gonna order or not? you're holding up the line." johnny turned around and saw that 2 people were standing behind him.

"can i talk to you?" he asked rather bluntly.

"about what? i literally don't know you." you looked up at him confused.

"hi, my names johnny beecher. i'm a forward for our school's hockey team. my birthday is april 4, 2001. i'm 6'3, 209 lbs-"

"okay, okay, stop." you cut him off, "if i agree to talk to you, will you go away so i can get back to work?" you asked, not even believing the words coming out of your mouth.

"fine." he nodded, "can i get a plain cheese pie while i wait?" he asked.

"you're gonna stay here all day?" you asked.

"sure, got nothing else going on." he shrugged, pulling his wallet out.

"all right then." you nodded, ringing up his pie and swiping his card.

johnny kept his word and stayed at the shop all day, eating his pizza and just looking lost in thought. he waited for you the whole day until your shift ended.

"i didn't expect you to stay," you told him as you cleaned up for the night.

"i guess you underestimated." he shrugged.

you shook your head, going back to the job at hand, "excuse me, mr. beecher, can you please leave the restaurant, we are now closed." you told him.

"what're you talking about? we're supposed to talk," he stated.

"no, i didn't say i agreed. you just assumed," you told him.

"are you kidding? i spent the entire day here just for you to kick me out?" johnny asked.

"well, you spent the whole day of your own volition." you shrugged.

"i'm not giving up that easily." he hollered as he exited the parlor.

"please do." you hollered after him.

for weeks after, johnny continued to come into the pizza parlor, begging to talk to you. you finally caved in after two weeks, which gave johnny 3 weeks left to get his plan in the works. max did keep his word, and a prom was announced a few weeks later.

johnny was doing everything in his power to try and get you out of your comfort zone, "come on. this party's gonna be great." johnny pushed.

"no, really, i'm okay. i don't party," you told him.

"it'll be fun." he begged.

"why do you want me to go so bad?" you asked.

"because it'll be fun." he restated.

"you already said that."

"well..."

"relax, i'm messing you. sure i'll go with you to the party." you smiled.

"cool." johnny let out a relieved laugh.

"cool." you nodded.

a few hours later, johnny was knocking on your door. you answered it and his jaw almost dropped to the ground. gone were the baggy jeans and sweatshirts and replaced with a skintight red dress, heels you could barely walk in, and makeup that only emphasized your face.

"wow."

"what? do i look okay?" you asked, turning around to check your appearance one more.

"yeah, yeah, you look great." johnny nodded, "kinda makes me feel underdressed." he joked.

"you look fine." you shook your head, grabbing your back. you took a step out the door and stumbled in your shoes. johnny was quick to catch you.

"whoa, i got you." you squeezed your eyes shut in embarrassment, "you okay?"

"yeah, all good." you nodded, straightening up and locking your door.

you and johnny walked into the party and were immediately greeted by paul, "hey, you two. welcome." he smiled, "my, my, you are lookin' mighty fine, miss y/l/n." he wrapped an arm around your shoulders, handing you a drink.

"thanks." you shyly brushed a piece of hair behind your ear. "who are all these people?" you asked.

"no idea." he shrugged, "i gotta welcome more people. you two have fun." he told you.

you walked further into the party, and were greeted with one of carey deluca's friends, lena, "whoo, y/n, you look great." she told you.

"thanks." you nodded.

"hey, beech, you mind if i borrow her?"

johnny looked over to you, "go ahead." he nodded. lena quickly wrapped her hand around your arm and dragged you away. the second you were gone, max approached johnny.

"i see everything's going well." max smirked.

"yeah, sure." he nodded.

"come on, beech. you guys are together 24/7. you sure nothing's happening on the side?" max asked.

"yeah, i'm sure." johnny nodded, taking a sip of whatever was in the cup paul had handed him.

"all right then." max nodded, walking away when a girl caught his attention.

johnny around and felt his whole mood change. carey walked in with her new boyfriend, "great." he muttered, walking in the opposite direction.

as the night went on, you had lost johnny a long time ago. you were on your way to get another drink when carey deluca stepped in front of you, "what're you doing here?" she sneered.

"i was invited." you stood your ground.

"oh, really?" she scoffed, "is your dad my pool man?" she asked.

"wouldn't know." you shrugged. she nodded and pretended to spill her drink down your dress. you gasped, freezing in place.

once her cup was empty, she pulled away, "oops, you really should be more careful with silk." she told you.

you nodded, "i'll be sure to think of that the next time i see you." you glared, fighting back the tears and rushing out of the house, avoiding eye contact with everyone. johnny followed after you.

"y/n, wait!" he shouted.

"no, just please leave me alone." you shook your head.

"no, i'm not letting you go home like this." he shook his head.

"i never should've come. i should've just stayed at home. i would've been sad, but it would be a hell of a lot better than this." you cried, shaking your head as you walked further and further away from him.

"come on, let me at least drive you home." you turned around, wiping your eyes and turning around to him. you saw the sincerity in his eyes and gave him.

clearly not your strongest moment.

a few days later, you walked into school and felt eyes on you the second you stepped onto campus, "hey, congrats on running." someone told you as you walked past them.

"thanks. running for what?" you asked.

"prom queen." she answered, handing you a flyer.

"haha, right." you nodded, "good joke."

"joke?" she asked confused.

"i'm not running." you shook your head, "didn't even know we were having a prom. i mean, we're in college." you scoffed.

"oh, that's a shame." she sighed.

"why?" you asked.

"we need more people like us running," she told you.

"people like us?" you asked.

"not jocks and their girlfriends," she answered.

"huh." you nodded, looking back down at the flyer.

after school, you were working your usual shift at the pizzeria when max graves walked in, "welcome to mozzarella pizza, what can i get you started for you today."

"a date to prom with you." max smirked.

"yeah, we don't have that on the menu, sorry. but i can get you a deal on your pizza if you add 2 or more toppings," you told him.

"i'm serious." max sighed.

"so am i." you nodded.

"i hope this isn't about beech." max said.

"what do you mean?" you asked.

"i mean he told everyone he was still hooked on carey deluca." max answered with a shrug, "but i could be wrong. i mean, has anyone asked you to prom?" you thought about what he was saying and realized he was right, "well, i'm just letting you know. just don't want you to end up hurt," he told you as he walked out of the shop.

"oh, and think about prom. i know we'd have a pretty good time." he told you before he walked out.

johnny was in the basketball arena on campus, helping the prom crew set things up, "oh, johnny!" carey hollered.

he sighed, " what do you want, carey?" he asked.

"well, i was trying on this cute little red dress, and i remembered we never confirmed our plans." she shrugged.

"plans for what?" he asked.

"for the prom, silly goose." she laughed, "we did always say we would go together." she shrugged as if it was obvious.

"what happened to mick jagger?" he asked, referring to her old boyfriend.

"oh, that's so over. i don't even want to talk about him." she rolled her eyes at the thought of the other guy.

"actually, carey, i had other plans."

"oh? really hope you're not talking about y/n, because it kinda looks like she's already taken." carey nodded to where you and max were talking. johnny turned around and saw you two together.

"max, what the hell are you trying to pull?" johnny asked angrily.

"nice to see you too, beech." max nodded.

"did he ask you to prom?" johnny asked, fire in his eyes as he looked over at you.

"yes i did." max cut in.

"it's bullshit." johnny spat.

"wait, wait, someone asking me to prom is bullshit?" you asked, raising a brow at him.

"i thought we were going together." johnny stated.

"all right, johnny, enough's enough. this isn't cool anymore. i actually really like this girl, and you gotta stop this whole bet thing." you stopped and turned to max, then turned back to johnny.

"bet?" you asked, your voice quiet at first.

"yeah, it was so stupid. johnny said he could make any girl prom queen, and you were the one picked, so he thinks if he takes you to prom, it'll help you win." max looked back to johnny and shook his head, "people have feelings, bro."

johnny kept his eyes on you, and watched as you processed all the information, "is that true?" you asked, "am i a bet?" your face hardened as you said the words out loud, "am i a fucking bet?"

johnny let out a shakey breath, "yes." he answered.

you nodded, ripping the plastic charm bracelet of your wrist he had gotten you, "hope the next girl wins." you spat, turning on your heel and walking out.

sorry this took so long.

umich weekend!

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oogaboogaspookyman · 1 year ago

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Bonjour :)

Going off the ol' theory of V coming back having tamed the sentinels that i remember... This one would be called "Queenhit" ig lmao

Ig the story in this track is that V came back having tamed the Sentinels and found Bf and Gf again and because she doesn't like them at all she decides to try to kill them because tbh yeah fuck those two lol (/j they're adorable together)

Also i fucking love the mental image of a Sentinel with a fuckin' TRUMPET and going OFF with it omfg XD

(V - Horror Mario)

(Senny The Convinient Sentinel With A Trumpet - John Dick/trumpet dry bones)

(Random Sentinel That Fucked Her Over Bc Why Not - Yoshi.exe)

(Other Sentinel That's Killed Off Later On - Horror Peach)

SO YEAH I MADE PLATINUM-20 TO BE PRETTY MUCH D-SIDES MURDER DRONES YOU BET YOUR ASS THERE'S A CROSSOVER IN THIS HYPOTHETICAL MOD

I'm thinkin' like- "November Murder" or smth like that and the name is self explanatory: the og and PLATINUM-20 casts have a thanksgiving dinner

(N - Majin / H - Tenma)

(V - Lord X / P - God Z)

(Uzi - Xenophanes / Oli - Zephaniah)

Because in mod canon Bf has the dumbfuck Solver, it's obvious there's gonna be an extremely secret song about just that! Bf's Solver!

It's probably called the same as what inspires it, Paranoia, because i don't always have ideas for everything sadly hhhhhhh

(Absolute Solver - Mr. Virtual)

Ayo there's random Murder Drones fnf mod thoughts why is there random Murder Drones fnf mod thoughts

Anyway- Cyn definetly sings in her own song in the hypothetical fnf mod, definetly sings in the same manner as Rewrite, and definetly sings about Adam and Eve and the forbidden fruit and how it pretty much took the son of god to save all of mankind from sin idk i didn't read the bibble, i'm not a christian

All of that in reference to the current happenings in Murder Drones

Uzi and N were presented with a life changing offer and consumed the forbidden fruit the day they met

So now it'll take Uzi to mend this mistake...

#SoundCloud #hypothetical stuff #not tagging this with the funi trauma bots and rap battle game anymo'#it's getting annoying and i can tell

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wildheartsalwaysburn · 4 years ago

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Tiny Dancer || J.S.

Part One

Pairing: John Shelby x fem!reader

summary: After serving in the Great War as a nurse, a young woman starts to work in a shady joint back in Birmingham. Life isn't taking it easy for a pretty girl like her, but things start to change when some handsome, gently cocky bloke cast an eye on her dancing on stage.

a/n: First of all, English ain't my first language, neither is French. I used some french words for realistic ballet language (translation given). This story will be a few chapters long. I don't know how many will be written...depends on my mood, time and your feedback <3 Also, please don't be put off by all the trigger warnings below. I just try my best not to hurt anyone reading my stories. It won't be as dark and sad as you may think!! I've been struggling with anorexia and body dysmorphia and went through a post traumatic disorder due to rape, once. So everything written about these topics come from personal experience.

present writing - This style flashbacks (war, crimes) - This style cutbacks (childhood) - This style

(y/n) - your name (y/l/n) - your last name (y/h/c) - your hair colour (y/e/c) - your eye colour

trigger warnings (whole series): eating disorders (anorexia), body dysmorphia, post traumatic flashbacks, self harm, suicide mention, depression, graphic violence, sexual harrasment, mention of rape, swearing, tobacco and alcohol, drugs

words: 1.085

"UN. DEUX. TROI. QUATTRE. REPRISE!" (one. two. three. four. repeat!), the teachers raucous voice echoes through the dance room, breaking the sweet sound of Tchaikovsky. The dance hall was huge, with mirrors on every wall, even on the entrance door and only some small windows aloft. A few dimmed lights on the ceiling gave just enough light so the dancers could see themselves and their teacher. She was a goddamn perfectionist and former ballet performer from France, who now saw her second chance in her current class. Young girls are incredibly teachable, flexible and persistent. But they are not less naïve and daydreaming. (y/n) was the biggest one og them all and always dreamed of becoming a professional ballet dancer and performer, just as her teacher Mme Bouvoir… One harsh slap on her tights wakes (y/n) up out of her memories. "Focus, Princess! Or do you need another private lesson?", a vile voice whispered in her ear. She dared to turn around just to look into the cheesily grinning face of Mr. Baker, her boss. This slap, his voice and his facial expression make her want to vomit right on his feet. But she keeps herself under control, as usual. She purses her lips and shakes her head: "No, sir. I can do this." Her voice nearly breaks, due to endeavour, exhaustion and tension. "Then fuckin' do it!!" Mr Baker yelled at her and gave her another slap on her tight, like an old horse he wanted to make run faster. This isn't the place (y/n) always wanted to be. This isn't the glamourous life of a dancer she's been dreaming of since she was an eight-year old girl. This isn't what she expected to be when returning from the Great War. This is hell. And Mr. Baker was the devil himself.

Finally, practise lessons are over and (y/n) just wants to disappear in the changing room to get herself clean but a well-known, harsh voice called her and the other women back. "We are not finished here, Ladies! I got an important announcement to make!", Mr Bakers grin twisted into something more bizarre, but his whole body language tells the dancers that this will be something serious. He clears his throat before lightening a cigar and continuing: "Todays' evening we will be having some very important guests in the audience. And I want everything to be perfect. I want you to be perfect, to give everything you girls got!" His eyes were glistening with lust: "And with everything I mean ev-ery-thing." He emphasises the last syllables carefully so no doubts were left on what he meant. Some of the girls look excited, happy even, some lose all the colour in their cheeks due to be shocked by his words and their meaning and some got tears in their eyes. Only one of them dared to speak up, (y/n): "You cannot expect us to act like bloody whores to whoever comes around this night! We are no toys!" Her hands are clenched into fists and her jaw tenses up, trying to prevent more dangerous words coming out of her mouth. Mr Baker stares at her with a mixture of disbelieve, anger and amusement. "My sweet summer peach", he starts, licking his thin lips before taking another drag slowly, "you are toys. My toys. You belong to me, since I pay your pretty arses. So I decide whatever you have to do. And if it's being a whore to every man in this fuckin' city. You'll have to do it!" He nearly yelled the last phrases. But suddenly his figure calms down and an unreadable smile appears on his face. "Which makes me think. You, my beautiful (y/n y/l/n), you will be the main attraction. You got your long wished for solo debut on my stage tomorrow. You will be my Swan Queen!" Watery Lane, a few hours before

Laughter, cheers and the clinks of expensive crystal glasses can be heard from inside the Shelby Parlour. This one is a day like no other since the Great War and the Shelby Brothers got all reason to celebrate today. They finally made it to run an almost legal business. Tommy was waving the fresh printed legitmation card in his hands while explaining that this hasn't been possible without the help of his two brothers, Polly and the Peaky Blinders. "Gentlemen", his deep voice shouting through the bawls of his family, "Ladies", he nodded to Polly and Ada, "today we made history!" Everyone raises their glasses, praising the success of their work. John saw his opportunity, climbs up on a chair to get some attention and waved with a cigar and his whisky glass in both hands: "If this ain't a good day to celebrate?!" Everyone agreed cheering and clapping their hands. "And as fate would have it, I just know the best place for that, eh!" His too well known smirk appears on his lips. Noticing Pollys and Adas raised eyebrows he adds that they don't have to worry. It would be appropriate for Ladies, too. But the two Shelby women declined thankfully, explaining the boys should celebrate this day in their very own way. Tommy sent out one of the Peaky Blinders lads out, immediately, to get the pub reserved and prepared for their evening celebration. While the man leaves the parlour, Arthur, Tommy and John are making the other ones of the Gang going to the Garrison, handing them out some extra cash money. "Johnny Boy, hurry up! You don't want to marry one of those girls there, eh?", Tommys voice halls through the door while John was shaving his face and does his hair perfectly. He grinned to himself: "Well, ya never know, Thomas." Then he starts laughing, imagining his brothers facial expression on the other side of the door. Under normal circumstances Tommy would have sermonized his younger brother, but today went too well, so he just let it slip and chuckled.

Another knock on the door and Arthur reminded John that they wanted to celebrate tonight and not in three days. The young man quickly closed his waistcoat, arranged the sterling silver chain with his pocket watch. "I'm coming.", he said in an acted annoyed tone, before wrenching open the bathroom door. "Oh dear Lord, spare us with this image, please!" his brothers groaned. All three burst out into childish sniggers, grabbed their overcoats and their peaky hats and run off into the night.

#john shelby #john shelby x y/n #john shelby fanfic #john shelby imagine #peaky blinders imagine #peaky blinders fanfic #peaky blinders fluff #john shelby x fem!reader #thomas shelby #arthur shelby

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