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Holy shit.. That Neteyam fic you just blessed us with did unholy things for and to meðððð very good that you got carried away cuz you did hell of a good job ðð
I loved every word of it and every second reading it ðð If i would be called greedy if i asked you for more of soon-to-be-dad Neteyam ðð»ââïž then so be it. More Neteyaaam pleaseee
Ahhhhh thank you so much, I was not expecting the love Iâm getting from writing so this means a lot ð. Im in a smut writing mood so hereâs this even tho it doesnât focus on him being a father but definitely gives you more of an insight on their relationship! I will make a part two to this fulllll of dad moments, I have a lot of ideas for that
Requests are open!!! It wonât let me put the shortcut under my bio but you can request using the circle in the top right corner once on my page ð«¶ðŒ
Such a tease
Pairing: Adult!Neteyam x Fem!Omaticaya!reader
PART 2 HERE
Summary: It had been only two years after you gave birth to your first born, But Neteyam had already started planning your next. Except, you two needed to make it past your 4 year Anniversary first.
Warning(s): smutttt (minors DNI), NETEYAM BEING A TEASE, Mature language, Switch Dom!neteyam, praise kink, semi Public f!ngering, pure filth honestly.
Not proof read, sorry for mistakes!!!!
It was finally the day youâd been waiting forâthe day you bragged about to the entire clan for months on end just thinking about it. It was a beautiful day too, the sound of the trees leafâs blowing through the breeze and the small chirps of birds, most importantly, the faint breathing above you.
You and Neteyamâs 4 year anniversary
Your eyes fluttered open at the sound, gaze meeting the beautiful boy above me who had still been fast asleep.
You smile as you study your mates features, your fingertips tracing lines over his biceps. He always slept in later then youâand luckily, your daughter hadnât been up yet to interrupt his slumber. Like always, his arms were wrapped around you firmlyâeven when he was sleeping. He never let you go, waking up everytime youâd try to get out of his grasp at night to do something.
And yes, you heard that right, you and Neteyam had a daughter. Manaia, a beautiful little girl with the longest hair you had ever seen, her appearance favoriting Neteyamâs features much more then yours. She was so sweet and learned pretty quickly just like him, even only being 2.
Usually, sheâd be the one to wake the both of you up, but Neteyam almost always took care of her for you, ushering you to stay in bed and telling you heâd handle it. He hated waking up before she was born, wanting to stay in bed all day long instead of working, but now? Now he loved waking up to take care of her and you, making you both breakfast if you slept in. The bond he had with her was so adorable, heâd even let her do his face paint before he went hunting.
You loved how Neteyam was with Naia, how gentle and protective he had been over her. You knew she was going to follow in Neteyamâs footsteps once she grew older, becoming a warrior. You didnât see the problem with it, but Neteyam always overprotected her, going on and on about how she didnât need to be a warrior because heâd always protect her.
Sheâs often sleep between you two at night, both you and her curled up to Neteyam for comfort. Today, it was just you two, because as soon as you ate breakfast, you had to go help Moâat with the people, and your parents would be taking Naia for the night so you and him could be alone for a night.
You were beyond excited. You hadnât had a day to yourself in so long due to you and him always working or tending to your daughter, never finding time for each other except for when you slept.
You nuzzled closer to your mate, his warmth making you smile against his chest. You felt him shuffle as you laid your head under his chin, inhaling his forestry scent. You felt so safe, like nothing in the world could touch you as long as he was here.
âGood morning, pretty girlâ Your heart thumps against your chest at his voice, a smile tugging at your lips as you looked up, his eyes still closed.
"MaâTeyam" you whispered just above a breath, reaching up to touch his braids. He was gorgeousâthe most handsome boy you had ever seen. âWe have to get up soonâ
âI think we can spare a few more minutesâ He hums, taking hold of the back of your leg to swing it over onto his lap. You laugh at his words, allowing him to sit you in a straddle, hands laid at your hips as you lean down to the boy, pressing your lips to his.
You wished you could have taken the day off to spend with each other, just one day to yourselves without a care in the worldâall alone, secluded from everyone. Neteyam loved that idea, having you all to himself for a day? You could do so much, like you had been teenagers again.
He guides your hips against his and you hum against his lips, pulling away once you felt what he was trying to show you. âNeteyam, we canâtâ He ignored you, sitting up so you had now been sitting in his lap, against him as he captured your lips in another kiss.
Your arms wrapped around his neck, hands entwined in his hair as his hands roamed your body. It wasnât even in a sexual way, but you couldnât think of much else. You moaned against him, a hand laid against his chest. That was it. He had started, and you prayed to Eywa he was gonna finish it.
âDo you want breakfast, Beautiful?â He pulls away but you shake your head, twisting one of his braids between your finger.
âYou got me started, Teyamâ You whine and his forehead creased at your words, titling his head like he had been studying your face.
âI was just kissing you, baby. I canât kiss you?â You glared at your mate clearly acting stupid and he kissed your cheek, removing his hands from you. âIâm gonna make breakfastâ he pulled you off of him gently, getting out of your hammock.
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âYou want fruit? Like usual?â He asks, completely debunking your confusion as he tied his hair up. âFruit it isâ he leaned down to you, giving you a small kiss, âhappy anniversary, Pretty girlâ
He left you dumbfounded on your shared hammock, not saying anything else or giving you another look before he went on his way. You were so confused, and so very angry. He did not just pull that on your anniversary.
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Time went by during the day while you helped Moâat with the wounded warriors that came in and out of the tent, having to deal with multiple gashes from the hunting party they had just attended to.
You barely spoke to Neteyam when you left the cave, letting him hand your daughter off to his mother while you made your way to the healers tent. You wore his favorite family appropriate clothing, and his eyes wouldnât leave your body when you leftâeven with Moâat there.
âYou take foreverâ you smacked the boys head making him hiss, Rubbing the spot you hit. âIt wasnât even that serious!â The youngest sully brother exclaimed. He had only been there for five minutes.
âItâs only been five minutes, Loâakâ You argue, the sound of your name being called cutting him off before he could speak.
âY/N, look!â Tuk ran into the tent, slowing down when Moâat yelled at her. âI found so many!â She sat next to you, showing you the many flowers that sat in her hand.
âTheir so pretty, Tukâ you ruffled her hair as she started to name them, showing them to you one by one.
âAnd this is my favorite one!â Tuk giggled, showing you a dark blue flower she had picked and you laughed, continuing to patch Loâakâs back. âI canât wait to have an Ikran, sheâs gonna be pink!â
âTuk, they canât be pin-ow!â Loâak turned to glare at you, a smile appearing across your face as you lifted your foot from his tail. âWould you stop with that!â
A whistle echoed from outside, getting closer to the tent as you continued to listen to Tuk talk about her future ikran. You already knew it was him, his scent giving him away.
âAh, my baby bro, the mighty warriorâ Your mate teased, ruffling his brothers hair. âWerenât that mighty, huh?â Loâak pushed him away from you two, rolling his eyes at Neteyamâs laugh. You avoided contact with your mate, still angry from this morning. âWhat is it this time, Syulang?â
You ignore him, telling yourself to focus on Loâakâs wounds but you couldnât when Neteyamâs gaze was practically tattooed to your face. You felt the heat rise in your cheeks as he walked toward you, standing above you without saying a word. Eywa, the effect he had on youâŠ
âOkay, your doneâ you pat the brothers back, standing to your feet to put away the supplies you used on him. You drained the bloody cloth, Neteyam watching your every move very closely, almost amused at your pettiness. The sight of you in that outfit did so many things to him, and heâd be lying if he said he wasnât ready to rip it off of you and take you right in that moment.
But Loâak mustâve noticed, because he just couldnât help but ask, âisnât it your anniversary?â While you stayed silent and to your tasks, Neteyam gave his brother a look, nodding toward the doorway out. âLooks like Iâm way more mighty when it comes to relationshipsâ Neteyam hissed at his brother, only making him laugh as he pulled Tuk to leave the tent with him, her little protesting voice making you frown.
You truly didnât want to talk to him, not here and not now. It wasnât even that you were mad, you were frustrated and he left you like that. You hummed as you placed a few herbs into one of the small stone bowls, crushing it at the sound of his voice.
âFair playâ His arms wrapped around your waist as he pressed his stomach against your back, his head between your neck watching you crush the herbal mix in your hands. âThis outfit, you know what it does to me, donât you?â
Even though your heart was beating out of your chest, you once again ignored the boy, not daring to show him how jelly he made your legs just by talking. âYou canât stay mad at me forever, baby. Itâs our anniversaryâ your ears flatten against your head as you bite down on your bottom lip, feeling him pull you even closer then before, making it almost impossible not to feel what was between his legs.
âNeteyam, I am workingâ you dismiss him but he doesnât care, only chuckling in your ear with a small squeeze to your hips before turning you to face him, a gasp leaving your mouth at the sudden movement.
He grabs the bowl from your hands and places it to the side, wrapping his hand around your throat to pull you closer to him. You looked around, worried Moâat or another warrior would come walking in at any moment, but he didnât let you continue.
Your breath catches in your thought as he pulls you up by your thighs, placing you on the cold Ledge that the herbal mix had previously been sitting on. You kept quiet but your body was crying for him to touch you, legs not being able to stay still like they were begging him to touch you.
âAw, Baby. Your so cute when you begâ he praises, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. It was always so hard to stay mad at Neteyam, he knew you inside and out, making it impossible for you to disregard his presence. His hands traveled your body, slipping his tongue into your mouth before you could.
It wasnât until you felt his hand enter your loincloth that you pulled away from him, shaking your head as you grabbed his wrist.
âCome on, Syulang. Letâs just act like teenagers againâ his free hand cupped the side of your face and he moved closer, your silence being enough for him to resume his actions from before.
He kisses your lips again, a small moan escaping your mouth as you felt his fingers against your core, muffled by his mouth against your own. You tried your hardest to keep your cool but you couldnât when it came to him, not even for a minute.
âSo fucking wet, Baby. You like the idea of someone walking in, donât you? Someone finding you completely drunk off my touch?â You whined, hands flying to his hair as you felt one of his fingers enter you, curling it against your walls and whispering sweet nothings into your ear. âQuiet or theyâll hear youâ
âNeteyamâ you whimper in his ear, your voice making his eyes squeeze shut. He was trying so hard to compose himself, but your pretty noises and the way you cried his name made it so hard. Thank Eywa the tentâs cloth that covered the entrance had been down, because someone definitely wouldâve seen you by now.
âSo good for me, baby. My pretty girl, you look so fucking good like thisâ his forehead pressed against yours as he sunk another finger inside you, watching your expression twist as you tugged on his braids.
âS-someone will hearâ you choked lowly as he pumped his fingers into your core, curling them the deepest they could go. You watched him chuckle at your struggle and y ou felt that familiar feeling begin to build up in the pit of your stomach, hand grasping his arm as your head fell back against the wall. âTeyam, I canât keep quiet..!â You whispered desperately into his ear, biting so hard onto your lip that you were sure you drew blood.
âShhh, donât worry about that, pretty girl. They wonât hear a thingâ he kisses you and you cry into his mouth, pulling him closer to you. âYou know I love you, Syulangâ
âMmm, I love you moreâ you pull his face back down to you, kissing his lips again. Something felt off, you were on cloud nine just a second ago, but now it felt like you looked stupid, moaning and begging over nothing. You looked down and sure enough, Neteyam had retracted his dripping fingers from your core, a smirk plastered across his face.
âThat was fun, but I have to go take care of some thingsâ You stare at the boy, not knowing whether to beg or yell. That stupid smirk on his face made you so angry, and how he looked at you while he sucked his fingers clean from your wetness, he was so fucking evil. âWhy the long face? It felt good, didnât it?â
You were angry, so very angry at your mate as you watched him feel no mercy for youânot even on your anniversary. You pulled your loincloth back into place and hopped off the counter, pushing him away from you. âIf you donât want to make me feel good, Iâll get Kaonu to do itâ His once happy face now turned into an angry one, his eyes scanning your body only making him even more mad.
He knew you were just trying to get him mad, but it was working. Kaonu was the only guy who ever tried to get to you after Neteyam stated you were his, not a care in the world you had a mate and it made Neteyam so fucking angry.
You yelped as he pulled you to him by your neck once again, his other hand tugging your hair to make you look up at him. âI know your joking, but go near that Skxawng and Iâll fucking ruin you, got it?â Your knees fell weak at his voice but you kept your pride, staring back at him as he chuckled, shaking his head.
âY/N? Oh, there you are! Iâve been looking everywhere for you!â Kiri entered the tent as you both looked over, a warrior walking in behind her. âI need you to patch this one up, itâs pretty badâ
Neteyam kissed the top of your head, leaning down to whisper in your ear, âIâll see you tonight, MaâTìyawnâ you watched him leave the tent with a stone cold expression, Kiri looking between you two with confusion.
âOkaaayy⊠Iâm gonna go nowâ You nod your head, snapping out of your thoughts once she left and the boy sat on the ground. Oh Eywa, how you were going to kill your mate.
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âY/N, I canât let you take him, my grandmother said-â
âI donât care, Kiri. I can take him, you go homeâ you cut her off, finishing up the last patch on the man in front of you. âOkay, your all goodâ You told the man, dropping the cloth into the bucket as he thanked you, leaving the now semi dark tent. It was late, but there was one more warrior left and you wanted to help. You were still mad at neteyam, and dreaded going home any time soon.
Kiri left after realizing she couldnât win that argument, going to help Moâat in her own tent. You heard the footsteps approach your tent and you called, telling them youâd be with them in just a minute.
âY/Nâ Your stomach churned at the voice and you turn around, watching him walk through with a nervous laugh. âYou uh⊠you look greatâ
Oh great mother, it was kaonu, and you prayed that Neteyam wasnât on his way to pick you up. You smile at the man, walking toward him with a new bucket and ushering him to sit. Kaonu wasnât a bad guy, he just didnât have boundaries, and you knew If neteyam found out you were helping him after your talk, heâd be more than angry.
âHow have you been?â You ask the male and he shrugs, watching as you wipe his bleeding arm off. âAre you still seeing Jhanua?â He shakes his head and silently tense, his eyes were on you so hard, and it made you slightly uncomfortable.
âWhereâs Neteyam?â
âKaonu, donât start this, pleaseâ you sigh and he chuckles, shaking his head at your words. âHe is your OleâEyktan, I am your Tsahìk and you need to respect thatâ
âHow can I respect it when my OleâEyktan is mated to the most beautiful girl in the clan?â You glare at him, now heâd pissed you off. âHeâs doesnât deserve youâ
âStop talking before I hurt you even more, Kaonuâ You patched his wounds, ignoring his next words just trying to get this over and done with. It wasnât until you heard the voice outside the tent that your ears perked. âShitâ
You placed the bandages over his arm quickly, trying your hardest to finish before you were caught, but you shouldâve known it was too late. By the time you were done, Neteyam was walking through the tents entrance, the smile on his face instantly fading once he locked eyes with the situation in front of him.
âNeteyam-â
âSpeak of the devilâ Kaonu mumbled under his breath before he stood to his feet after you, turning to give you a smile. âGreat seeing you, Y/Nâ you looked down as he chuckled, making his way out of the tent with his head held high before stopping next to neteyam. âHappy anniversary by the wayâ
You didnât move, afraid of what your mate had to say. You knew you shouldnât have took that last warrior. You should have listened to kiri.
âMy Sweet girlâ He chuckled, but before you could look up, he was already gripping your arm, pulling you to him. âLetâs goâ his voice was mean and his look was meaner. He didnât understand how this even happened, he specifically told the healers you were not aloud to help him, even in an emergency.
So how the hell did he get into your tent?
âNeteyam, I promise I was just patching him upâ you plead as you left the tent and headed to where his ikran sat, running your hands along its back before getting on. Neteyam enclosed your small frame between the two of them, kissing your head in attempt to sooth your nerves.
Great mother, what did you get yourself intoâŠ
Im so sorry guys but my keyboard is glitching like crazy so I have to make a part 2 ð. It is a SMUT so just a fair warning, link here: PART TWO
#avatar fanfiction#avatar the way of water#avatar 2#avatar#avatar x you#neteyam#neteyam sully#neteyam sully x y/n#neteyam x reader#neteyam smut#neteyam x reader smut#avatar james cameron
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Tickets to Barbie please! ðð»ââïž
finally got to group these iconic characters ð©ð
#art#digital art#jjba#artists on tumblr#fanart#artwork#illustration#jjba fanart#jojo#barbie#jojos bizarre adventure#vinegar doppio#Doppio#reimi sugimoto#reimi#trish una#trish#yasuho hirose#yasuho#hot pants#narciso anasui#anasui#rikiel brando#rikiel#kakyoin#noriaki kakyoin#colors
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Black Hole Sun copypasta pleaseð
On it
In ð
ð¥ð my ð©ð»ð€ eyes ð Indisposed In ð
disguises no âš one ð¬ knows ðð€ Hides ð the face ð§ Lies ð€¥ð the snake ð And the sun â± in ð· my ðð»ââïž disgrace Boiling ð¬ heat ð³ Summer ð€ stench Neath the black, ð€ the sky ð€¡ looks ðð dead â Call ð my ð name ð Through ð the cream ð§Žð§Žð And I'll ðâðððð¿ð hear ð you ð scream ð± again ð¬ Black ð€ hole â³ sun âïž Won't ð you ðŽ come ðŠð And wash 𧌠away ð€ the rain? â Black â« hole â³ sun ð© Won't ðªð you ð¶ come ðœðŠ Won't ðŠðŠðŠðŠð you ð come ð€£ Won't ðªð you ð come ðŠ Stuttering Cold â and damp Steal ðð¿ââïžðš the warm ððŠð wind, ð tired ð© friend ð€ð¯ Times ð are gone ðš For ðð honest ð³ men ð¯ââ Sometimes, âš far ð too ð long â for ðð snakes ð In ð my ððµð shoes ð Walking ð¶ðŒââïž sleep ð In ð my ð youth, I ð pray ð€² to keep ð£ Heaven ðð«ðŠ send ð©ð¬ð® Hell ðð away ð No ðš one ð sings ðŠ like âïž you ððŒ anymore ð¥ Black ð€ hole ð sun ð© Won't ðŠðŠðŠðŠð you ðŽð£ð§ come ð And wash 𧌠away ðð the rain? ð§ Black ð€ hole ð€« sun ð Won't ð you ð come ðœ Won't ðªðª you ð¯ð come ðŠð
ð© Black ð€ hole ð³ sun ð Won't ð« you ð¯ come ð· And wash 𧌠away ð the rain? â± Black â« hole ðŠ« sun â Won't ð you ððŒ come ð Won't ðŠðŠðŠðŠð you ð come ðŠ (Black ð€ hole ð³ sun, ð¥ black ð€ hole ðð€¡ð sun) âïž Won't ðªðª you ð come 𧞠(Black ð€ hole ðð€¡ð sun, ð black ð€ hole ð€« sun) ð Won't ð« you ðð€ come ð (Black ð€ hole ð€« sun, ð€ black ð€ hole ðð€¡ð sun) ð© Won't ð you ð come? ð (Black ð€ hole ð³ sun, âïž black ⬠hole â³ sun) âïž Hang ð my ð head ððð Drown ðð§ââïžð my ððð€ fear ð± Till ð you ðð»ââïž all ð¯ðº just ðð disappear Black ⬠hole ðð€¡ð sun â
Won't ðªðª you ð come ð· And wash 𧌠away ð the rain? â Black âŒïž hole ð€« sun ð Won't ðªð you ð¥ come ð€£ Won't ð you ð come ðŠð Black ⬠hole ð€« sun ð Won't ð« you ð come ð And wash 𧌠away ð€ the rain? ð§ Black â« hole ð€« sun â Won't ðð you ð come ð€£ Won't ð you ð come ððŠ (Black ð€ hole ð€« sun, â± black ⬠hole ð sun) ðŠ Won't ð§ðð you ððâš come ðœðŠ (Black â« hole ð sun, ð black ð€ hole ððŒððŒ sun) ðŠ Won't ðŠðŠðŠðŠð you ðð come ð¶ââïžðââïž (Black ð€ hole ðð€¡ð sun, â± black â« hole ððŒððŒ sun) âïž Won't ð§ðð you ð come ðŠ (Black ⬠hole â³ sun, ð black ð€ hole ð sun) ð
Won't ð you ðŠ come ðŠð§ (Black â« hole ðð€¡ð sun, ð black ð€ hole ðð€¡ð sun) âïž Won't ð« you ð come ð· (Black ⬠hole â³ sun, ð» black ⬠hole ððŒððŒ sun) â Won't ð« you ð come ðŠð Won't ð you ð€ come ðº
Oh boy why are there so many snakes
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can you please be the one that writes a neil perry funeral ðð»ââïž (i love how u write ð whenever i read your work i can just imagine your words)
... oh i can't wait to do this :))
y'all better prepare with lots of fluffy oneshots, i already know i'll have way too much fun with this-
d'you want anderperry to have happened beforehand?
(thank you so so much? this means a lot to me, i'm so so happy i can reach people with the way i write ð LOVE YOU SO MUCH)
will write this after i've finished my current oneshot! <33
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joyeux noël, merry christmas, buon natale, frohe weihnachten to everyone who celebrates ðð»ââïžð
#i love you allð#i have some juicy things lined up for tomorrow ðð»ââïž didn't feel like posting them today#thank you for being here#you guys are all amazing and deserve the best#à©â¡Ë³ to the village'
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hello angel ðð»ââïž for the match-up please, genshin because i'm a whoreð©ð»âðŠ¯, i don't care if female or male either since i'm pan ð idk what to say, i have dark long hair and light green/grey eyes and YOU KNOW IM A LIBRA ALREADY and and an intj OKAY I LOVE YOU BYEEEEE ððððð»ââïž THANK YOU FOR DOING THIS ðªœð·ðœ
Hello Precious ð«¶ð» Thank you for sending your matchup, I hope you are taking care of yourself & shining like the queen bee you are. <3
For Genshin Impact -> I match you up with Heizou (Donât want him punching my guts for not giving you him ð¹), and also I really see you with Wriothesley.
Heizou and you are the perfect pair to exist, one of his favorite things in the world is to discuss his cases with you while combing your hair, braiding then while listening to your opinion. He really is the funniest and one of the wittiest dudes there is and he loves that you match his wavelength most of the time ð¥º
Wriothesley is just a hardcore simp, the kinda dude who will shamelessly wear a Hello kitty hairband if you gave it to him while conducting an interrogation session in the Fortress of Meropide. He fell for you when he saw you doing ballet & with the way charm exuded from your form⊠he did attend a couple of shows and then sent you flowers and introduced himself properly later. People call him âHis Grace but always wants to be in your graces.â And frankly he doesnât mind it.
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social media au: winter holidays with bucky barnes
it's winter for them too and they are so in love âïžð€ + alpine cameo, enjoy! feedback and reblogs are appreciated!! â¡ social media au masterlist
bbarnes
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ice skating with my @ yourusername âžïžâ€ïž
samwilson: don't break a leg, old man
yourusername: that was fun ðð
wanda_m: "my" ð¥ºð¥ºð¥º
yourusername
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very romantic (and cold) date with @ bbarnes âïž
steverog: then wear gloves??? it won't be that cold with them
bbarnes: i can make you warm
yourusername: @ bbarnes i know ðð»ââïžð
thorpartyboy: i want to make a heart like this too @ janeef
janeef: @ thorpartyboy we can do that!
yourusername: @ steverog shut up, stevie
bbarnes
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i love her more than anything ð€ winter is warmer with you @ yourusername
peggycarter: parents
lokiloki: that's to cute, even for you
yourusername: ð¥ºð¥ºð¥º
yourusername: i love you, buck
steverog: so happy for them
samwilson: @ peggycarter is y/n pregnant???
peggycarter: @ samwilson ð€Šð»ââïžð€Šð»ââïž
bbarnes: @ samwilson no, she's not, sam
yourusername
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why is he like this?? and why is it cute??
samwilson: that's christmas spirit inside him
bbarnes: you love me like this
yourusername: @ bbarnes i do
nat_asha: is he trying to kick santa or something?
bbarnes
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what are you doing young lady??
steverog: have you ever lost her in snow?
nat_asha: she's so pretty
samwilson: she has your eyes and y/n personality
yourusername: what are you doing to our daughter??
bbarnes: @ yourusername nothing, but she misses you ð±
winter wonderland
#sebastian stan#bucky barnes#bucky barnes moodboard#bucky barnes imagine#bucky barnes au#bucky barnes x y/n#bucky barnes x reader#bucky barnes x you#james bucky barnes#bucky barnes fluff#bucky barnes social media au#bucky barnes series#bucky barnes fanfiction#bucky barnes drabble#bucky barnes blurb#bucky barnes smut#sebastian stan x you#sebastian stan smut#sebastian stan x reader#bucky barnes ff#bucky barnes fic
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ðð»ââïžðð«ð©ð«ðŠðð°ð»ââïžð
Don't know if i should post this or not, it just looks good, it's stuck in me. It's like a montage of him dancing in my mind and heart. He just stole my heart and mind, he stole it, he stole me, how dare him ðð«ð§
Owned and Created by yours truly, @misslauravillanueva ðª·
#sukuna#sukuna ryomen#ryomen sukuna#ryoumen sukuna#sukuna ryoumen#jjk sukuna#jujutsu kaisen sukuna#jujutsu sukuna#sukuna jjk#sukuna edit#jjk edit#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#jjk season 2#jjk season two#jjk shibuya arc#the king of curses#king of curses#anime#anime edit#anime character#misslauravillanueva#misslauravillanuevaedits#lalisa#lalisa manoban#lisa blackpink#blackpink lisa#kpop
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okay, if i were inside that damn fic or anyone in the fic istg minho is the real one for saying something about seungmin but ugh i also want to âget your shits together bitches or elseâ ð€ºð€ºð€º iâm happy they are all good at the end 𥲠there were a lot of emotions like seungmin bro especially y/n kumukulo dugo ko sa inyo !! it ended happy so iâm happy, congrats for not turning this into angst ðð»ââïž
( take a shot. ksm )
REAL OMG MINHO IS THE BEST CHARACTER IN THIS NGL ð the way he actually keeps seungmin in check (sorry changbin but like the professionalism in minho shows more)
at the start of the story, minho's portrayed as if he's the one closest to seungmin in the industry, but as more gets revealed we see that he's not actually that much closer to him than y/n quickly became. minho joked around too, but he only ever dropped the professional speech whenever he was stressed, and seungmin never actually lets his guard down around him (also evident in minho's povs) still he tries to be a good pillar for seungmin since even though you wouldnt classify them as close friends, minho still cares a lot about seungmin. maybe with the development with y/n, also bringing changbin into the circle, he'd finally see seungmin in his natural state and become closer !! but thats for others to think about since its kinda an open ending
for y/n and seungmin, they clashed a lot in the beggining because i practically made them to be exact parallels of each other (even changbin and minho are), but as they communicate more it shows their similarities and how their differences can fill each others' gaps. theyre still immature af for doing all that in a high-profile film (sorry im a T in mbti) but i guess its reasonable enough especially in a place far away from home, tensions can run high and you could see a different side of you that you never wouldve considered in your natural habitat. another factor would be what theyve gone through from the academy up til the present in the industry. still i hope you see them as a couple with potential now that theyve sorted things out !!
i was never tempted to make this angst actually ð§ââïž i was planning for it to be romcom, but when i wrote the outline and draft, it lacked substance so i tried it out with actual enemies to lovers and it clicked (tho in the teaser it was still considered rivals to lovers until the 4th scene when i re-evaluated their dynamic and changed my mind) either way this fic was going to have a happy ending whether yall liked it or not cause for a fic this long, if i was the reader i would love for my time to be repaid AHAHAHAHAHA unless yall are looking for smth to hurt that bad (i like writing angst but im not actually good at reading angst)
it was such a long drive to the end of this fic ngl (i think u alr know abt that) but i dont think i would do as well if i didnt take that three weeks. i refused to write whenever my brain didnt have a vision and had like five revisions of the scenes that followed every time i completed one ,,, i really am happy with how it came out tho since this is now my new child fic ð€§ð
well thats it !! thanks for coming to my fic talks <3
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hi ðð»ââïžð
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which app do you use to make ur header? its saur pretty i cant ðð also, do you make it on mobile?
i use ibispaint to edit and use ezgif to make the gif, yesss i do it on mobile too ðð»ââïžð
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OMG AAAAA THANK YOU FOR SHARING THE NORTHERN LIGHTS ðð»ââïžð«¶ð»ðð»ââïžð they're so beautiful i can't stop looking ðð»ââïžðð»ââïžðð»ââïžð«¶ð»ð«¶ð»ð«¶ð»
WAHAHA HI YORU!!! ðð¥¹
ITS NO PROBLEM!! im glad for sharing it too everyone deserves to see itâs beauty!! ðµâð«ðµâð« ++ so sorry i didnât reply that fast i was so STARSTRUCK by how beautiful the northern lights were guys iâm baffled!!
iâll be sure to post more here if another one ever occurs <3 ððð
#áàœ²àŒá«àŸ rysetalks (ê°àŠ à¹â¢Ì â¢Ì)à»ê±#áàœ²àŒá«àŸ maryse answers à«®ê°àŸàœ²â©ÂŽ áµ `â©ê±àŸàœ²á#áàœ²àŒá«àŸ moots à¬(â¢áŽâ¢ )à¬#âïž yoru.
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