#GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[simsiliota]

THE BROMANCE IS SO REAL GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH EUORN 4 EVER !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i promise this is the last post with bjorn in it for a while LOL

[snarkyelf]

I HATE this man. I hate him so much! I want to stab him in the face with a rusty spoon, scoop out his eyes and tear off his fucking ears.

He disowned his children for doing the right thing. He broke their hearts. He was distant and cold. They needed a father!

Other people shouldn't have to tell his kids that he loved them. They should KNOW he loved them.

And they come out on top without harming his reputation, still giving him respect (or basically giving their father the middle finger by just DOING THEIR DUTIES and calling on all their allies to come together to SAVE THE FUCKING WORLD) only THEN does he act sad and sorry... but he never says that he's sorry. He STILL never tells them that he loves them.

His wife is no better. She stood by a LET THIS HAPPEN. Her only redeeming quality is that she actually did help them on the sly and showed she cared for them.

GOD I hate Fourchenault so much. That entire scene at the docks made me so angry! He's emotionally worse than any other villain in the game.

These people here, THEY love the twins. They support them, help them, teach them. They are the family these amazing twins need. Not some stupid father figure that disowned them, and only took them back when he was bested by a game they weren't even playing.

GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!

[certifiedsoundwavesimp]

WAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH

WHY DIDNT I INVEST IN A 3D PRINTER???????

GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

GUYS ehehehgjjg

For everyone who wanted their own sick tfp merch!

Printable movable Soundwave model is here >:D

The person who made this figure wrote a full manual on how to make it, and as a Transformers fan I feel it is my sacred duty to spread the word.

Also. Just..JUST LOOK AT HIM. ISN'T HE THE COOLEST SOUNDWAVE FIGURE YOU'VE EVER SEEN?

[weirdgirlincoming]

Gaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

[eurynome827]

gaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh

Better than Working

Better than Working

Summary: Beefy Biker Bucky shows you all the benefits of working from home. In fact what he has for you is so much better than work. 

Pairing: Beefy Biker!Bucky x reader

Word Count: 2K

Warnings: Smut, 18+, choking (Bucky), Minors DNI. Language

A/N: Requested.

𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘢’𝘥 by the wonderful @whisperlullaby​, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯

𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 (𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵)

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Bucky is not a patient man. He’s not used to waiting for anything. He knows what he wants and takes it. It’s how he got you, after all. Bucky knew you were meant to be his the second he saw you. One birthday celebration later and he had you in his bed, his life, and his heart.

The only time he ever slows down is when he’s deep inside you. Then he’s absolutely patient. Real slow. Takes his sweet time. Until you’re desperate and begging for him. Your walls hugging him tightly, bringing him right back in before he can fully pull out. He swears there’s no better feeling than being inside your warm, wet pussy. 

But lately, you’ve been working more than ever. And damn it, he’s so proud of you. He brags about you to everyone who will listen, which is everyone who doesn’t want to face his wrath. He loves that you’re doing well even if he thinks you should be paid double what you’re making now, and that your bosses need to be more appreciative before he goes down there and makes them. 

He’s really proud of you. 

He is. 

Except. 

He misses you. 

He needs you. 

He also promised that he wouldn’t interrupt you during work. But he never promised he wouldn’t show up in your home office naked. If he’s simply laying there on the couch minding his own business and you come to him, well that’s your fault, not his.

Bucky looks at his reflection in the mirror, wiping off the condensation fogging off the glass. Running a hand through his short damp locks, he runs his tongue across his teeth. Tilting his head back and forth, he decides to not touch the three-day stubble on his cheeks; he knows you love the beard burn he’s been giving you lately. 

Wrapping the thick white towel around his waist, he finds the lotion you bought for him; the light woodsy scent drives you wild. Bucky closes his eyes, pretending it’s your soft hands smoothing the lotion over his large body. When he’s done, he drops the towel and heads down the stairs. 

Your home office is a desk and chair in the corner of the living room beneath a large open window. Next to you is a small oak bookshelf filled with a combination of his historical novels and your fantasy books.

The large wide-screen tv sitting on top of the tall tv stand. The colorful pillows pop against the black sofa and the small coffee table with your spare papers and coffee cups. 

Bucky pauses in the entrance, admiring you for a minute. You look so cute when you’re working, you look even better riding his cock.

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