#I swear this was gonna be like 4 paragraphs what the fuck

[bebebelll]

does anyone know her dad? | dn4 x reader (part 4)

pairing: daniel ricciardo x toto's daughter!reader, daniel ricciardo x schumacher!reader warning: nothing, cursing notes: wedding!! part 1, part 2 and part 3 are recommended reading

ynquads ONE WEEK ONE WEEK ONE WEEK

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username dont panic nobody panic

username i am losing my fucking shit

danielricciardo WEDDING WEDDING WEDDING

landonorris fratboy energy

kellypiquet lovely bachelorette party ❤️❤️

ynquads loved you there!!

f1wagsupdates wedding bells for danny ric and yn! congratulations obviously. private as always, we don't know much about the wedding plans but what is known is that it will be held in australia. maybe we can expect some sexy salsa inspiration used that yn has in this years programs...

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username burning through lifesavings to get a plane ticket to that wedding

username personally will be swimming there

maxverstappen1 hey @ danielricciardo when was that photo taken?

danielricciardo i will uninvite you

vogueaustralia formula 1 driver daniel ricciardo and figure skater yn schumacher talk wedding buffets and house hunting in this months publication! now available!

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username is it bad that im more excited about their wedding than about my sister's?

landonorris daniel you spent four paragraphs talking kitchen tiles and coutertops

alex_albon man has truly hit his 30s landonorris we lost a good man today ynquads youre just jealous because our kitchen is gonna fuck so hard

ynquads god i am happy (so sorry about the threats of bodily harm, dan. papa didnt mean it i swear)

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maxverstappen1 it was nice

ynquads p was the best flowergirl i have ever seen

susie_wolff i very much meant what i said - toto

danielricciardo i cannot wait for the honeymoon (i am more scared of your dad than ever before)

danielricciardo my wife has the best ideas

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username not gonna lie this whole wedding thing seems like an excuse to eat a year's worth of junkfood

ynquads the side eye our trainers gave when we revealed the buffet haunts me

ynquads my husband is the best

danielricciardo my wife is the prettiest ynquads my husband is the prettiest danielricciardo dont you dare! my wife is like the sun in the sky ynquads you are literally my dream guy danielricciardo your dad said he could throw me around like a pair headphones and lewis said hell drive me through the wall if i hurt you so i think i deserve to win this ynquads lewis wouldnt cause he knows id steal roscoe danielricciardo so i win? ynquads absolutely not because i love you more landonorris can you stop with the lovey shit?? you literally have your whole lives to settle the debate ynquads we have the rest of our lives!! danielricciardo i might be crying a little

@eternalharry @hiireadstuff

[headsincloud9]

Credit: 400+ smut prompt list was found on pintrest from a tumblr that was called @trash-hours

400+ smut prompt you can use for 2 paragraph smut as well as requests, or asks.

Rules here.

SMUT UNDER DNI

Part 2

1. " Ths cock isn't gonna suck itsell.

2. "So desperate for it aren't you? Well, if you want it so bad you better start taking it."

3. "I'd hold onto something if I were you.

4. "1 love it when you moan my name."

5. "Just a littie harder."

6. "Let me give you a reason to stay in bed."

7. "No panties?"

8. "I want you now."

9. "Use your tongue."

10. "Please don't stop.

11. "I can't sleep without you here."

12. "If you don't change out of those shorts and into some pants l'll have them around by lunch."

13, "Do you like that?"

14, "You need a place to stay for the night?"

15. "Spend the night with me?"

16. "You can get louder can't you?"

17. "Look what you do to me.

18. "| want to taste you."

19. "I think it's time you get rid of that V-Card."

20. "Open your mouth."

21. "If you want to cum you better beg."

22. "Maybe I should leave you like this, that way anyone who wanted to use you could have a

go with you, Would you like that?"

23. "That feels so good."

24, "Don't cum yet."

25. "Strip. Now."

26. "Take off your clothes."

27. "Bite me!" "if you insist."

28. "Can you feel what you're doing to me?"

29. "This is a one time thing."

30. "Tell me how you like it."

31. "Get on your hands and knees, right now."

32. "I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it."

33. "1 just want to please you."

34. "Each of my thoughts about you are improper."

35. "I love it when you kiss my neck."

36. "Don't be gentie."

37, "I've never wanted to fuck you more than 1 do now.

38. "You want to have sex with me?"

39. "You're not going out dressed like that."

40. "I'm afraid i can not longer remain professional."

41. "Make me."

42. "You're mine."

43. "l love it when you talk dirty."

44. "I'Il let you do anything if you just touch me now.

45. "I've never wanted anyone to fuck me this badly.

46. "This is new."

47. "Don't give me that look."

48, "Like what you see?"

49. "Stay quiet."

50, "I told you to stay still."

51. "I promise I'll be good."

52. "Just shut up and fuck me."

53. "You feel so good."

54. "| want you inside me."

55. "| think I like you better with a gag in your mouth.

56. "I'd like to breed you."

57. "Perhaps I need to remind you of your place."

58. "I think I've made my intentions clear.

59. "Be a good girl and spread your legs."

60. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you."

61. "I know a workout you might actually enjoy."

62. "Come on. Take it all on your own like a good littie pet."

63, "Think you can handie that much."

64, "Let me show you what happens to littie brats who don't follow the ru

65. "How do you feel about two at once?"

66. "I want it to hurt."

67. "I had no idea you were into this kinda thing.

68. "Don't tempt me."

69, "I've never done this before.'

70. "Don't be afraid. It's me."

71. "I just want to feel something.

72. "I swear I'm gonna fuck the next person that comes through that door

73. "I want your cock in my mouth."

74. "Wanna join?"

75. "Mind if 1 join?"

76. "I'm either joining or watching, you pick."

77, "Don't make me take you home and punish you."

78. "Your more than just a one night stand."

79. "Don't forget who you belong to."

80. "Want me to give it back? Make me."

81. "Would you just shut up and kiss me already.

82. "Try to stay quiet, understand?"

83. "| think I've spoiled you too much these last few days."

84. "We're in public, you know."

[betasquadx]

Niko is such a strange person. Not in the way he's weird but like I've never come across something like him. And I don't think I ever will. One of the reasons I like him so much is he doesn't care. He doesn't care if he's cringe or chaotic, or weird. He's so....Niko. He's so attractive without even trying. He's so sweet and humble as well. For someone as cool and amazing as him. I want to kiss him on the mouth.

Prepare yrself for a long paragraph.. (essay basically)

This bro. (The end is crazy babe but u ate regardless) I swear i’ve been trynna explain to my friends and they wont hmo😭. Like omg don’t get me started bae (oops u did..) like as u said he’s so sweet and humble, like wtv about the trolling you can tell he’s genuinely a nice person. Like he’s so generous and kind like omd. Nice guys 🔛🔝 fuck ‘bad boys’ the hell? He’s so funny as-well like from being unintentionally funny and his little sarcastic and side comments omfg. AND THE COMMENTARY MAN HELP ME😭. I BE ALMOST JOKING ON MY WATER FROM LAUGHING ISTG. Stop and his cuteness istg. Like he’s actually a cutie patootie. I was talking to one of my moots about it, she brought up his sleepy voice in the last to fall asleep vid and omfg. Part of me was like ‘🤭😻’ and the other part was ‘🥹💔’ LIKE. And the way he was hugging everyone when they came back omg :(. Stop AND (i think I’ve said and 42 times) his little downward smile I swr i’m the only one to bring this up omds, adorbs. His confidence is another thing that just.. fucking hell. (I think this is a problem..!!) yk how hot it is, genuinely? The way this man can go up to someone, say the most vile disgusting unhumane horrid cancellable thing on planet earth, and walk away like it never happened? 🛐🛐🫶🏻🫶🏻💍💍. Marriage. Omfd. Stop and he’s actually so smart as well like? Him those quiz vids.. omfg bro how does this man know that much? Like? Icl tho when he said ‘according to my calculations’ in that one vid.. I- 💀 niko babe no..!! Stop but yk when he puts his hands up and holds them while concentrating & has that one look on his face?! Yeah.. idk.. sm about that.. like.. 🫣😓🤔😶🤗🤭.. yous can say what u want about that but, me personally? ☺️👏🫶🏻🛐. No bcuz he’s genuinely so fine as well tho my friends are trippin. Like that man, omds. From his eyes to his smile to his HANDS (i had to mention them bro i’ve seen an edit..) like OMDJWKSJDJSWJJWJWJWJWJSJSKJWJSNWNWKWKEJEKWKEKWKW. I do not care that he walks like a 75yo with a walking stick. He’s fine. Bro him in a suit hits so diff bro omfds. Istg anytime I see him in a suit I nearly pass out. Unrelated but he likes the barbie movie. ☺️. Love him 4 that. Had to mention it bc surprisingly (not rlly) their aren’t a-lot of men who do.. (like its not based on what some of them do irl but okay!!) His eyes are actually so.. omfswiwosiw. Like yes stare at me like that bae!! 😻. Anyways I’m gonna stop now bc I feel like it’s getting out of hand guys.. *I will continue this in my notes*

BYE😭

[dollking081]

UPPING YOUR HATE ANON GAME: A GUIDE

Are your hate anons getting brushed off by the people you send them to? Do they not inspire the visceral self hatred of the victim that you want them to? here's a handy guide for upping YOUR hate anon game!

(DISCLAIMER: The techniques used in this guide are not guaranteed to make your victims cry)

Step 1: Verbosity In this day and age, a simple "kys" just won't cut it! People throw that phrase around all the time like it's nothing, so it's unlikely to leave more than just a shallow cut.

What you wanna do, in actuality, is put some effort into your wording. Make them read a paragraph about how disgusting they are, rather than just a sentence. Below is an example of how much more hurtful your messages can be if you give yourself a minimum word count you have to hit. E.G.1: "you suck kys genuinely"

E.G.2: "out of everyone on this shithole of an earth, you somehow manage to be the most disgusting thing I've encountered. for everyone's sake, go die in a ditch you freakish asshole" As you can see, example 2 leaves a much longer lasting impression, due to it's unique wording. Next time you send anonymous hate, try upping the word count for a harder-hitting result.

Step 2: Language Upping your word count is a good step forward, but we can go further! Consider the language you use. Swearing too often makes the words lose their punch, while not swearing at all can make you seem afraid to. Try to limit your swearing to the parts of your message you want to hurt the most. Below is an example of how messages can differ based on usage of swears. E.G.3 (overdone swearing): "holy fucking shit. you're the most disgusting fucking bitch I've ever fucking come across. I can't even fucking fathom the idea of someone shittier than you. fucking kill yourself, for everyone's sake" E.G.4 (limited swearing): "holy hell. you're the most disgusting, fucking abhorrent, freak I've ever come across. I can't even begin to fathom the fucking idea of someone shittier than you. kill yourself, for everyone's sake" E.G.5 (no swearing): "holy hell. you're the most disgusting freak I've ever come across. I can't even freaking fathom the idea of someone crappier than you. kill yourself, for everyone's sake"

Can you see how all three differ in tone, and how you interpret the people saying them, despite all being the same message aside from the swears?

Step 3: Frequency Don't wanna write several essays about how much you hate someone in a day? Good, because you shouldn't. Sending hate anons too frequently will make them lose their impact, much like with swearing. If someone wakes up to twenty uber long hate anon messages in their inbox, they'll likely read half of some of them before rolling their eyes and blocking you. Send them occasionally, just whenever you have time to kill. If that's not often enough for you, find multiple people to hate to keep you occupied. I guarantee you, though, that the less often you send them, the more of a punch they'll have.

Step 4: Research If you want your anons to REALLY hurt, you're gonna want to stalk your target a little - not in real life, of course. Find out what they're interested in, their writing style, etc. If you have even the slightest thing to poke fun of, it can seriously up how much it hurts. Bonus points if you reference a recent post of theirs. Examples of how a targeted message can differ from a general message below. E.G.6: "you're a disgusting bitch, y'know that? nobody wants you here, you fucking freak, so go ahead and kill yourself already" E.G.7: "you're a disgusting bitch, y'know that? nobody wants you here you freak. and you think you're so fucking funny with your little "XD" at the end of all the shit that comes out of your mouth. go ahead and just kill yourself, because clearly all your mutuals can go on without you, what with how little you actually talk to them"

Notice how message two picks on insecurities, and makes the receiver seem like a bad friend? It leaves much more of an impact than message one, which could easily just be sent to anyone.

And that's all! I hope you got something from this! If you want to practice, send anonymous hate to me, and I'll grade you based on how well I think you did - though remember, this is all just my opinion on how to better a hate message, and there is no wrong way to be a hater!

[rookthorne]

𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐘’𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐎𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓

1/1 ⋮ HAND IN HAND (yhhmsgm FINALE) | @thenhewaswrongaboutme

Bucky Barnes x Reader (x Steve Rogers)

Not Canon Compliant 》 tiny Angst, Fluff

The culmination of arguably the best ever series within the Marvel fanfiction community, and my heart could barely handle it. Many tears of both sadness and joy were shed, I love these two (three) with all my heart. (X)

2/1 ⋮ I WANNA BE YOUR SLAVE, I WANNA BE YOUR MASTER | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Rockstar!AU 》 Fluff, implied Smut

I have never felt so pumped reading anything! I was there in the crowd; I could feel everything and everyone around me. The tension was the best part, what a fucking menace Bucky is! 😈 (X)

6/1 ⋮ RAVENOUS | @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Smut

Bucky is such a little shit, and that surprise cameo made me fucking laugh so hard I snorted! (X)

8/1 ⋮ DARK SIDE OF THE MOON | @sgt-seabass

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Werewolf!AU 》 Dark, Smut

I don’t think I survived reading this, a ghost is writing this. This hit almost all of my weaknesses for this trope and I am dying. 🥵 (X)

9/1 - 24/1 ⋮ YOUR EYES OUTSHINE THE TOWN | @duckybarnes1917

Bucky Barnes x Black!F!Reader

Canon Divergent 》 Angst, Fluff, Smut

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Fluff, Smut

Literally still reeling from the damn sweater paragraph, and I need a cold shower. 🥵 (X)

↳ Chapter 2 ✦ Angst, Fluff

Things are heating up, and not in a spicey way, beginning to get a bit nervous. 👀 (X)

↳ Chapter 3 ✦ Fluff, Smut

I AM WITHERING AWAY - I want to make snow angels and throw snowballs at Bucky but I also wanna do… the other things. 👀 (X)

↳ Chapter 4 ✦ Angst, Fluff

We’re digging into the sads now, but it is perfectly peppered with comfort. 👌🏻(X)

↳ Chapter 5 ✦ Angst, Fluff

THIS ONE WAS A ROLLERCOASTER! I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at most of it and I was on the edge of my seat! (X)

↳ Chapter 6 ✦ Fluff, Smut

You come up with the best punishments, I swear. That was deliciously cruel. 😏 (X)

↳ Chapter 7 ✦ Smut

The fact that you write sub!Bucky so perfectly is hazardous to my health. Seriously. (X)

↳ Chapter 8 ✦ Angst, Fluff

I would say this is the fluffiest chapter yet, they’re so fucking soft and adorable and I love them. 😭 (X)

↳ Chapter 9 ✦ light Angst, Fluff, Smut

I must ask you to leave my brain, this is getting beyond the joke. 🥵 (X)

↳ Chapter 10 ✦ Angst, Fluff

LOOK THAT WAS NOT OKAY! I NEED MY SHOVEL! I swear to god the tension and suspense is not okay, and I’m really fucking glad that I’m reading this when it is finished. (X)

↳ Chapter 11 ✦ Angst

Okay, you have now ripped my heart out, and stomped it into lemon juice with a dash of salt. You absolutely heartless monster. 😭 (X)

↳ Chapter 12 ✦ Angst, Fluff, Smut

You are forgiven. I can’t get over how fucking good you are at writing the conflict, and then the resolution. 💯 (X)

↳ Chapter 13 ✦ Angst, Fluff

Short, sweet, and perfect - just what the two of these idiots needed. (X)

↳ Chapter 14 ✦ Fluff, Smut

OI VEY! okay, okay, okay, I can breathe! *internally screaming* (X)

↳ Chapter 15 ✦ Fluff, Smut

Drunk Bucky is the epitome of chaos, and I love him. A really fun chapter. 🥰 (X)

↳ Chapter 16 ✦ Fluff

The final arc, and my heart is in my throat. I feel like the feels are gonna get a lot more intense! (X)

↳ Chapter 17 ✦ Angst, Fluff

I’m now waiting for the other show to drop and I dunno if I like that… (X)

↳ Chapter 18 ✦ Angst, Fluff

Look, my heart can only take so much. I love Betty! 😭 (X)

↳ Chapter 19 ✦ Angst, Fluff, implied Smut

A perfect ending for these two babies that I have grown to love with all my heart. 😭 (X)

18/1 ⋮ SHATTER | @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Fluff, Smut

Look up the word ‘menace’ in the dictionary, and you will find ‘NavyBrat817’ in BOLD LETTERS. (X)

19/1 ⋮ RED SUN | @sgt-seabass

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Hybrid!AU 》 Dark, Smut

Beyond beautifully poetic and scorching hot, literally one of the best smuts I have ever read - ever. (X)

26/1 ⋮ CLOCKWORK AU | @sgt-seabass

Nick Fowler x Reader

Dark, Angst, Smut

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Dark, Angst, Smut

My mind is blown right now, I cannot believe what I have just read, and I am addicted. I can’t get enough. (X)

↳ Chapter 2 ✦ Dark, Angst, Smut

It just gets even more intense, and it was fascinating to see the dynamics amongst them all. Though, you know my favourites. (X)

HUNT THE WHELP ✦ Dark

This went from super fucked up to being sort of sweet, and I can’t get enough of it. (X)

SIP YOU SLOWLY ✦ Dark, Smut

The cracks are beginning to show… and he is not ready for them at all. I’d say poor baby, but it’s about damn time. (X)

SLEEPLESS ✦ Dark

This is my favourite by far, the dynamics and the tension here is beautiful. It definitely makes what could be coming next very interesting. (X)

PEACE ✦ Dark

Look at him being soft, I love it. 🥹 (X)

18/1 ⋮ DRESS UP | @sgt-seabass

Lee Bodecker x Reader

Dark, Smut

I literally cannot get over how vivid this was in my mind as I read, and that equaled a lot of trouble for me to keep a straight face. (X)

18/1 ⋮ DBF!LEE DRABBLE PT. 1 | @sgt-seabass

Lee Bodecker x Reader

Smut

Please, every one of the points got me, and got me good. 😩 (X)

18/1 ⋮ DBF!LEE DRABBLE PT. 2 | @sgt-seabass

Lee Bodecker x Reader

Smut

THERE ARE NO WORDS. JUST- 😵‍💫 (X)

18/1 ⋮ DARK!JEFFERSON | @sgt-seabass

Jefferson x Reader

Dark

Why do I gotta love the psychos… I’m gonna blame it on how well you write them. (X)

18/1 ⋮ DARK!JEFFERSON | @sgt-seabass

Jefferson x Reader

Dark

I REFER TO MY PREVIOUS STATEMENT. (X)

18/1 ⋮ HEADS WILL ROLL | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark, Smut

I have nothing more to say than this was a masterpiece. It would have been so easy to delve into some pretty fucked up territory with this one, and you kept it perfectly balanced. 👌🏻 (X)

18/1 ⋮ SLAVE TO PAIN | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark

If I have said it once, I’ve said it a hundred times. Escape and Steve Kemp do not go together, and you captured the desperation perfectly. (X)

18/1 ⋮ SHATTERED (Sequel to Slave To Pain) | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark

He is such a sick, twisted sonofabitch but you write him so fucking good he’s addicting. 😩 (X)

18/1 ⋮ THE POSSESSION | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark, Smut

I am in shock I think - I didn’t expect to like this trope but… damn. 😵‍💫 (X)

18/1 ⋮ MIND GAMES (Sequel to The Possession) | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark

He is so twisted and I am addicted. (X)

19/1 ⋮ DINNER PLANS | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark

I DID NOT EXPECT THAT PLOT TWIST! damn! 😳 (X)

19/1 ⋮ STEVE KEMP X READER | @sgt-seabass

Steve Kemp x Reader

Dark

SHORT AND SINISTER - just how I like them. 😌 (X)

1/1 ⋮ STEVE COMFORTING YOU HEADCANONS | @writing-for-marvel

Steve Rogers x GN!Reader

Modern!AU / Not Canon Compliant 》 Angst, Fluff

Literally made me all emotional, I didn’t know I needed this until I read it. Beautiful. 🥹 (X)

6/1 ⋮ AT YOUR SERVICE | @writing-for-marvel

Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Bodyguard!AU / Diplomats Daughter!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

Steve… Steve, Steve, Steve. Mate, you’ve got some grovelling to do. The tension is fucking unreal! (X)

6/1 ⋮ CAUSE THAT’S WHEN I’LL SEE YOU AGAIN | @writing-for-marvel

Ari Levinson x F!Reader

DBF!AU 》 little Angst, Fluff, Smut

I’m in fucking tears over here after this one, I felt it all and it was so melodic and happy and just down right FLUFFY! 😭 (X)

1/1 ⋮ I WILL | @kafkazmlekiem

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (post!TWS)

Canon Divergent 》 Angst, Fluff

my first fic of 2023 and I picked a really good one, the flow, the dynamic, the emotion.

4/1 ⋮ HOME | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (post!TWS)

A/B/O 》 light Angst, Fluff, Smut

Just the right amount of emotional porn, AND BUCKY COMES HOME?! 😭👌🏻 (X)

5/1 ⋮ SUGAR, SPICE AND EVERYTHING NICE | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (hinted Clint x Natasha x Steve x Bucky)

Modern!AU 》 Fluff

Extremely fluffy, and now I wanna go to a cat cafe 🥹 (X)

5/1 ⋮ ALWAYS & FOREVER | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

A/B/O 》 Smut

I literally think I passed out reading this, and it is so cruel how I discover new shit through your works. I swear to fuck. 🤣 (X)

5/1 ⋮ CLEAR AS DAY, THERE WAS NEVER ANY OTHER WAY | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (all eras)

Canon Divergent / Adjacent 》 Angst, Fluff

The flow and storytelling in this one really stands out for me, feeling Steve’s emotions and then Bucky’s was gut wrenching and I enjoyed being hurt, this time. 😝 (X)

6/1 ⋮ DRAWN TO YOUR BLOOD | @controlofwhatido

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Vampire!AU 》 Fluff, Smut

Literally one of the best vampire fics I have ever read, and the way you write? Just… absolutely fucking captivating. Beautiful. 💗 (X)

7/1 ⋮ HOLDING ONTO YOU | @winteratdusk

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (WWII)

Canon Divergence 》 Angst, Whump, Fluff

This made me cry so hard, it’s been a little while since I’ve read whump so I lost my immunity to it and goddamn 😭 definitely encouraged me to rebuild my immunity again. (X)

7/1 ⋮ FOUR DREAMS IN A ROW (YOU WERE BURNED) | @winteratdusk

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers (post!TWS)

Canon Divergence 》 Angst, Whump, Fluff

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Angst, Whump

I knew what to expect coming into this fic, but wow. I need to find a factory of tissues and move in, I reckon. The emotional rawness and Steve’s desperation were captured perfectly. (X)

↳ Chapter 2 ✦ Angst, Whump

Considering my fear of what goes on in this chapter, it made it all the more impactful. My heart was in my throat the whole time and god, my heart is just breaking for the two of them; Steve’s helplessness and guilt, Bucky’s suffering and confliction. (X)

↳ Chapter 3 ✦ Angst, Whump

Arguably, I feel like this is the most poetic chapter (that I have read so far, anyway, no telling what’s coming but more pain 🤣). Having Bucky still be in there fighting to keep the Soldier alive, even when he didn’t want to be… it’s like he knew. He knew one day something would give. (X)

↳ Chapter 4 ✦ Angst, Whump

Like I said in my comment, you are literally leaving the most emotional stuff for the 4th instalment. I am in literal shock at what I just read and I am in tears, but this time, the end is happy tears. (X)

↳ Chapter 5 ✦ Angst, Whump

I FEEL LIKE I COULDN’T BREATHE READING THIS MY HEART JUST COULDN’T TAKE IT! oh my GOD! I am so glad I’m binging this now when it is complete, I could not handle the cliffhangers! (X)

↳ Chapter 6 ✦ Angst, Whump, Fluff

A perfect end, for a perfect fic. 💗 (X)

24/1 ⋮ LATE NIGHT GOOGLING | @jro616 (roe87)

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Canon Divergence 》 Fluff

Your writing always makes me smile, and this was no exception. I will forever picture this fic in my mind whenever I’m down. 🥰

30/1 ⋮ THE HOUSE ON WINTER LANE | @ClandestineMira / @Duchess_On_Fire

Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

Modern!AU 》 Angst, Fluff, Smut

↳ Chapter 1 ✦ Smut

Perfect world building and hella captivating, there were bits I had to stop and collect myself after laughing so hard! 🤣 (X)

4/1 ⋮ RIDE | @buckyismybicycle

Bucky Barnes x Sam Wilson

Not Canon Compliant 》 Smut

Sam is such a lil’ shit it was a wonder Bucky hadn’t fallen victim sooner - tbqh. (X)

16/1 ⋮ VITA ÆTHELSTANI | @oneiriad

Ragnar Lothbrok x Lagertha x Athelstan

Canon Divergent 》 Angst, Fluff, implied Smut

I loved every single bit of this from start to finish, and it made me really miss all 3 of them so much. 😭

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[ciagent8]

LIVEPOSTING(?? TECHNICALLY NOT) MY UNDERTALE YELLOW EXPERIENCE:

undertale yellow spoilers below! beware!!! or well. some spoilers.

beginning of game: WHY DID WE JUMP INTO THE MOUNTAIN?? CLOVER YOU IDIO-

dark ruins entrance: anddd we fell deeper into the underground. why is there something below the ruins. WHY IS FLOWEY NICE??

WHY IS FLOWEY NICE

we're doing genocide first. or neutral. depends on ho wi feel DALV INTRODUCTION: whos the new guy

sorry flowey i just bought lemonade i gotta save again. for hte third time "gee its getting dusty in here" Flowey i just killed some monsters of COURSE it is

WHY IS THE BATTLE MUSIC REALLY GOOD ALL OF A SUDDEN?? I DIDNT NOTICE TIL NOW nevermind its just distorting cause ive killed so many monsters

yeah. yeah i just shot everyone flowey

wait what

thats. not good. also why is flowey's text kinda like

shakey??? WOAH theres a corn. a corn dog. a literal dog made of corn?? Food .

his name is dalv. updating my chapter markers right now

v. vampire???

he has not slept in 5 months coded

I AM LITERALLY SHOOTING YOU WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING

no shit. i just killed you.

Okay dalv was like. he was NOT good. he is not okay. erm. too bad hes dead i guess

SNOWDIN(?) BEGINNING: where is sans /j anyway though its. much prettier. i like how our character kinda has a blue tint on the sprite now

also

its actually so heartwrenching that we can kill off dalv and the rest of the dark ruin monsters and literally NOBODY would notice. to the point that we could turn a genocide run into a pacifist run

literally nobody is even gonna know dalv is gone

the soundtrack is so good

I SWEAR TO GOD-

@ru-bwee im gonna throw a fish at you

man. im gonna feel so bad killing that one guy and his w ife. to be fair the guy's right about this place being unsafe i AM killing everyone MARTLET INTRODUCTION:

Who the he-

oh GOD they're a nerd /silly i can already tell by the "section 4 paragraph 2" thing

girlie(?) you might as well just make a whole ass paragraph. you already did one "PS" thats enough

im sorry . "wait 3 days" . THREE DAYS?!?!?!-

okay for a second i didnt realize i had to use arrow keys to move the wood blocks. whoops

okay why is the music so good ???? especially when you start killing everyone WHAT THE HECK?? i saw some weird deer detective but accidentally left the room she was in?? wtf

OKAY i reloaded the game a nd

this is the deer i was talking about who are you??

okay her name is jane

thats. never a good sign. why are people going missing. why are there doors

YEAH. CAUSE I JUST TRIED TO WALK BACK TO THE PREVIOUS ROOM AND NOW IM IN THE WOODS JANE

ok wait thats actually worrying. truman show coded?

Is the woods like Is the woods like . alive. and making people lost. wtf

(slowly turns to flowey) i swear to GOD if this guy is up to something AGAIN-

idiot coded

MO INTRODUCTION:

woah. salesman. spamton?

...

Im sorry . What the fuck

at least he has a cool stand or whatever but What the hell is a lukewarm pop.

uhm. wtf. i walked out of the room and suddenly his music is SUPER distorted

oh my gah

anddd we killed the delivery guy. great

flowey WHY ARE YOU SHOCKED. YOU LITERALLY SUPPORTED US KILLING EVERYONE. FLOWEY-

anyway. thats it for this post. cause 30 is the max amount of images! im also taking a break so yeah

oh boy. cant wait to see the consequences of my actions

[wakinguponsaturday]

Almost a year to the day after first asking @its-sixxers if I could print out and bind Half Light (after figuring out how one actually does that), I've finally finished it!!!

She's 825 pages long, has some of the early pages warped from glue, and blood (?) staining the text block, and I am so excited to fall in love with Nines and Mary all over again. Thanks for letting me do this, it's been a really rewarding project and I got a new hobby out of it!!!

Please go read Half Light and everything else Six has written, she is immensely talented. Mary is my favourite character in Bloodlines bar none and reading her story endeared me to VTMB when the game itself did not. Six's Fallout works are also masterpieces, and I haven't checked out her newer stuff with Elder Scrolls but I fully intend to because even if I've never touched a Skyrim game in my life, I know I'm going to adore it too!

More info about the process under the cut.

SeaLemon was an invaluable resource starting out here because I barely know how to sew and I had no idea how to approach the actual construction of a book. I'm gonna plug her right off the bat because she's very beginner-friendly if anyone else wants to learn.

But before all of that I had to format everything in Word! Chapter by chapter I copied the text over from the downloadable PDF from AO3 and would scan through the fic to ensure the formatting was correct (italicization, bolding, paragraph breaks, etc). I'd do this for about an hour at a time over the course of a couple months, until I decided to do the rest of it all at once after one March night at 10PM where I decided to learn how to bind it all, because fuck it, why not. (Answer: I was freaked out about my upcoming departmental talk and this seemed like a good distraction).

Printing all of it just on regular printer paper (don't know if I'd do that again in the future, but it's what I had on hand) it ended up being 52 signatures, or collections of 16 pages (4 pieces of paper) folded in half. Pierced holes in all of those using an awl and an old phonebook to hold the pages open, and then used my old embroidery thread to sew them together. This part took me maybe two days because I was just so damn pumped about it lmao. I also don't have any kind of bookpress to weight down the pages, so I had made due with old textbooks and MCAT prep material.

It stayed this way for LITERAL MONTHS as I gathered all the other supplies - chipboard and brushes from my local craft store, PVA glue online, and by far the hardest part was fabric. I've since learned that you can make your own fabric using book cloth and basically anything you want (if I had known this book would have been coated in red silk I swear) but for now I just wanted to be sure it was something designed for this purpose, as the woman at Fabric Land assured me it needed something specialized. So binder's buckram! Took a while to find something local and the color selection was pretty limited, I was hoping for a dark red or a dark blue but the green was the best they had in stock. Took even longer to get here. And by that point I had enough going on that it fell by the wayside until uh.... last week.

I glued the spine, again realizing that maybe I should've just made my own bookpress but powering through with textbooks to hold things in place, and let that sit for a couple days to fully dry. Ideally it would be flat, but beggars cannot be choosers. Gave her a lil ribbon too.

Not pictured because I forgot, the final text block with black construction paper glued to it to form the inside cover (would probably use something thicker/crisper in the future, something more like cardstock perhaps?). But then it came to putting the cover together! And that was just cutting chipboard to fit and gluing it correctly onto the fabric, leaving gaps around the spine.

Let that dry, and then I glued the text block in and let everything sit for just over 24h, again with makeshift weights to prevent the fabric warping (it's the second book from the bottom).

And then tada! Finished book! (This one's from before it was pressed but it looks the same now)

All in all extremely cool to hold in my hands and I look forward to the next fic that makes me this insane. If I get permission to do The Sun Is Now Fading I might take a crack at that and make a little set! Follow your dreams and one day you too will be able to take notes in the margins of your favourite Vampire the Masquerade fic.

[sardonic-sprite]

I'm Back!

Wow, so Lent is over now, so my tumblr fast is also over and I'm still a little in shock, lol. I had hoped the past six weeks? I don't know, Time is weird, would be more productive but at least I got SOME stuff written/posted. Anyway, I have one more month of school and then fucking FINALS so expect sporadic updates at idiot-o-clock hours of the night, and maybe yell at me to sleep, eat, study, or drink water whenever i do post 😅

I am up to SO EFFING MANY wips rn on so many different fronts you guys have no freaking idea 😭 so here's a status report for EVERYTHING on or going on sardonic_sprite. (Its gonna be a monster post, y'all, bear with me)

in absolutely no particular order:

Wayne4Ham: We have a LONG way to go with this one, so just be patient and I'll slowly but steadily plug on through. Aaron Burr, Sir, should theoretically take me no longer than end of april

Wayne-Crazy: there's like 4 specific requests on it, plus a few 'series' i started, but after those, say 6-7, i'll probably mark as complete and only re-open if someone offers me an idea

Batman Beginners: i'll tell y'all up front, this one will take me forever. i don't even know what all I intend to cover, but know that i'm halfway done with the DITF arc, and it'll probably come out in the next two months

Just A Kid: this was my shits-and-giggles fic that got like 3000 notes in a weekend lmao. it's something i do intend to continue bc its so fun and i enjoy the concepts in it, but i don't have plans to actively write more of it in the immediate future.

Rev Wayne: just gave y'all Jason's fic, so the next probably won't come until late in summer, extrapolating from my few data points. if anyone has ideas for timmy's intro, let me know, i'd love some inspiration

Celeb Batwaynes: reported separate from wayne-crazy for reasons. i think theres like 12 specific requests plus 2 ideas of my own. i may put out a poll for the next one to write, but not until after school's out, because these fics are HUGE time-eaters for me. speaking of, are non-tumblr-users able to vote on polls?

Welcome to Gotham U: this was again, me doing shit bc why not. will probably add more in the style that i first posted, but i doubt i will write any prose for it. if you would like to give it a try, please reach out, i'd love to see what you write!

One Diamond: every time i touch this i make the cliffhanger worse lmao. i finally do have a direction, but execution is gonna have to wait a while.

The Young, Innocent, and Righteous: this is mostly just for me anyway, but i'm just gonna say that i'm waiting until i finish watching miraculous season 5 before i go any further

AS you wish: i have 5 more requests to do and i am so sorry to everyone waiting you do not deserve this lmao. i promise im trying, i love your ideas, it just takes me a really long time to fill in the rest and then actually write it. the next one on my list is particularly hard to pin down and so it's halting the ones behind it to. if not before, then after finals i will sit and bang my head on the keyboard until something good comes out

Light Isn't Fadin': soooooo many people have asked me about this one oof. SOMEDAY, i swear. right now its a huge, nebulous, hulking monster and im sorry it's just not happening yet.

A christmas carol: wait until december. please

Father's Day: june.

A Little Problem: over the summer, i will watch marvel movies until they once again hijack my brain and fuel this to completion. maybe.

easter eggs: how the fuck did i forget this lmao. i'm doing as much as i can in april, but when the month is done, i'm sorry, we'll all be waiting until next lenten season. hopefully it won't come to that.

aaaaand i THINK that's finally it. there's also a bunch of random paragraphs in word and google docs that may appear, not to mention ideas that kidnap me in dark alleys. but i also have like a good half dozen other wips for other places that im trying to attend to, so please be forgiving if it seems like its taking a while to post something as sprite.

as always, i love questions, comments, concerns, even some complaints, so feel free to interact.

See ya when I see ya!

sprite

[xocasper]

Okay so I don’t wanna expose my main account but holy. shit. You write the BEST MCR smut I’ve ever seen- and I’ve been in this fandom for 4 years. Out of the thousands of fics I’ve read about the guys, yours are the most accurate to personality/demeanor, sexually plausible (like they aren’t changing positions every paragraph and I can easily imagine what’s happening), and realistic. You balance out softness/asking for consent, with humor, with being so fucking hot. I’m definitely following and staying tuned for kinktober!

- 👻

(I’m just gonna sign off as 👻 so you know when it’s me)

FOUR YEARS??? high honor. that’s insane. thank you so much.

i’m so glad that my fics are accurate, i try my best! i really hate when people are like “gerard is a hard dom and basically spends the whole fic sexually harassing the reader and then he fucks them without prep and calls them a slut the whole time.”

sure, you can make him a hard dom, idgaf, but keep him in character? he can be rough, but why is he groping them in public? also prep and foreplay are incredibly important? degradation is fine, i’m into it, but some stuff is really ooc. potentially unpopular opinion, but when people make the reader call him daddy… ☠️☠️

again, i really try to make them accurate! there are definitely ways to make them dom or sub (as seen in kiss and tell and midnight rendezvous) without making it ooc. i’m very grateful that i’m capable of doing that!

funny that you mention switching positions and stuff because i constantly feel like i’m being too descriptive. i swear i spend half the fic talking about where their hands are, but i feel like it’s important. it’s very sensual to me :)

CONSENT! i try to weave it into all of my fics because it’s so important. there are ways to make consent a little sexier! eye contact, “is this okay?”, “tell me when to stop”, “are you sure?”, and even a nod and a soft “yeah” do the trick. it doesn’t have to be totally jarring.

i love making my fics funny! i’m not sure how funny they actually are because it’s definitely my sense of humor, but it’s not for lack of effort! i don’t want all of my fics to be the same thing over and over again, so i try to make them fun. glad it doesn’t totally kill the mood either! if my breathing stalls while i’m picturing my own writing, it’s a keeper. i have swooned over my own fics before. mentioning mikey kitchen sex fic again because WOW. if no one gets brainrot over it in my inbox after i post it, i will cry.

thank you so much for the message!! i’m very grateful to have you as a reader, and i hope you enjoy kinktober! <3

[bullshit-bulltrue]

so science lab was fucking insane today bc we had a substitute .

i had to be mean to someone, almost got hit with a chancla, found out a guy i liked in elementary has a crush on me, and i ended up falling asleep in the midst of it all

and bc i wanna type the rest in a weird format, here u go:

me: *leaves at the end of class* *goes to locker bc holy shit i just found out a guy likes me* *gets pissed bc shit don't be adding up* *contemplates why he would like me* lowkey gets mad 💀* *screeches + punches my locker and leaves a small dent* (...oopsie) *closes my locker and takes a deep breath*

ben: *pops up outta nowhere* (awoop jumpscare) (but in a good way) hey! *does a lil wave*

me: hi!

ben: yo your class was REALLY loud. we could hear you guys all the way from our room.

me: yeah it was ten times louder inside.

ben: damn

*pauses for a minute bc we kept bumping into each other since everyone else is fucking bumping into us*

me: hey did Mr e. play the gummy bear song for you guys and make you all dance?

ben: yeah *kinda embarrassed*

me: i figured, i heard it playing from the hallways lol

ben: well you guys were way louder lol

me: yeah its bc we had a sub

ben: ohhh that makes sense

me: everyone went crazy i swear. people running everywhere, almost got hit with a chancla

ben: wait what?!

me: yeah someone took aaron's slipper and threw it over my head. that was fun.

ben: oh wow

me: surprised i got out of class in time

ben: why's that?

me: oh i fell asleep and barely woke up before the bell

ben: you can fall asleep in there??? it was fucking loud

me: yeah, i can fall asleep if im tired enough

ben: wow

*we walk out the building doors and head toward the front of the school*

ben: hey did you finish the english essay?

me: i haven't even started it

ben: oh i finished it already

ben: ah..

me: yeah its due tonight so i'm just gonna scrape smth together

me: that was a joke. um, a bad one. it's not that hard, so i'll finish it up in no time. besides, we only have to write like 2 paragraphs minimum

ben: uhh yeah i *might* have written a more than two paragraphs..

me: what, like four?

ben: um.. more

me: seven? six?

ben: one less

me: five? omg, good job

ben: and i'm thinking of coloring in the drawing too. aiming for that extra credit 😎 but idk yet (he was joking. our school doesn't allow extra credit)

me: thats good! and hey as long as you have some pretty solid writing, i wouldn't worry too much about the drawing.

ben: yeah. oh and uhm i'll show you my writing tomorrow (we have english Okay!

me: okay! *about to leave*

ben: wait a minute! i actually have a picture of it saved, because i sent it to [insert persons name i dont remember]. *shows me the picture of the writing and drawing* me: wow, that's really good!

ben: yeah i actually don't know how many paragraphs that is lol (he didn't use indentations) and i still don't know about coloring it in

me: i'd say that's about 4-5. and, as i said, don't worry too much about coloring it in. you have a good amount written, so you should get a solid grade on that. and the diagram for your drawing looks good. if anything, maybe highlight the main parts. so it's bold you know?

ben: okay, thanks!

me: yeah, anytime! ever need help, just ask.

ben: okay!

me: see ya later!

ben: yeah, bye!

so yeah <3

also i figured out what was different abt him

so yk that part where ur hairline ends? yeah he got it. it was bugging me all day bc I couldn't for the life of me figure out what was different lol

[dzpenumbra]

4/4/23

I misread the date of an entry I put on here the other day as "4/4/23". Like... one of those "I could've sworn, clear as day" misreading as you're clicking through windows kinda thing. Welp, lets see if this is going to be a memorable entry or if that was just a weird random moment.

Today I did... very little. And I'm pretty glad. I mean, I worked until 4 in the morning last night. So I gave myself permission to just... chill.

Of course, I went and wrote a 2 page script for my desire path project... You know. Because I was going to "chill"... But honestly, it was a good thing to do. I just decided to stream of consciousness it, like I do here. And it came out pretty damn good.

I listened to this podcast with Dan Carlin a few weeks ago, I really like his Hardcore History series a lot. He had Rick Rubin on, and they were talking about doing audio books and recordings of scripted stuff, and how it's so hard to like... find your voice when you're reading scripted stuff, versus improvising. Which is super true. And I struggled with that a bit today too. It always sounds a bit like I'm reading, like I'm forcing emotions, like I'm a little ahead of what I'm saying or something. But I'm sure, to a listener, they barely notice it at all. Because of that... I'm actually a bit on the fence with this. I decided to let myself just wing it and see what came out, and that usually sounds approximately right, at least like syntax-wise. When I write like this, I emulate my vocal speech, and I've gotten in a really good habit of writing like this... with breath spacing and emphasis and whatnot. So, reading back a script, it's pretty easy to get what I was going for. But... it still feels... forced. I guess. It's not the same, you know?

So I'm tempted to maybe... take down the bulletpoints from each paragraph, the main things I want to hit on, and then just hit record and start talking. I mean, that's how I got the original script, it was literally that process, and now I read it back and I don't see a single problem with it. And that was first try. So... I dunno...

So yeah, with the video itself, honestly... I'm not really sure what I'm going to do for B-roll. I might go to one of the local college campuses and find an actual desire path in the wild and film there. And also go to a nearby park and film a real walk in the woods. It's a good start at least. I can see clips in my head, but I keep envisioning it much more complex than I think I can pull off reasonably.

I'm gonna level here. It's me being intimidated by the concept of not using footage or stills grabbed from the internet. It's the concept of having to produce all the footage and graphics myself. Alone. I mean, if I had a friend to help out with filming, or even to go with me, this could be a fun day. And it still might. But yeah, that's where my whole social deprivation thing sneaks its fingers in and starts torturing me. "This would be such a fun thing to do with other people". That even snuck its way into my script! It's how the thing fucking closed!

"In my head, I picture this project… but with… 10 shrines.  50.  100.  And all the connections between them, walked and pathed by dozens of people.  Each with their own stories and experiences, each with their own unique imprints on the environment.  That's a colossal undertaking that I currently lack the resources and technology for… but one that I would love to take on some day.  I think the end result would be stunningly beautiful."

I swear, this hunger for social contact just pervades every aspect of my life. It corrupts things, it ruins things. But it's like... as important as eating and sleeping, so like... how can you ignore it? It makes so many small things in my life into such huge factors. It ramps up the intensity of every minor social interaction by like... several orders of magnitude. It makes everyday social interactions like making eye contact in the hallway and nodding your head into like... giant major life decisions. They legit feel that way when you haven't seen a human face in over a week. I mean that.

Ooooo story time. This was the first time I experienced --- okay, I'm stopping myself, it's definitely not my first time experiencing social isolation, that was probably freshman year of college... and I had a roommate... (figure that shit out)... --- let's say... extreme social isolation. That sounds more like I'm talking about a bag of Doritos or something. Cool. I was... wow, I can actually timeline this pretty accurately... so my relationship with my ex from college ended around... 2010? The summer after we graduated college. It took me about 4 years to be ready to date again. Because that's what it's like to be me. So, I think it's safe to say that this hike was in 2014. I had finally decided to go on a date with someone that I met on a dating site, she was from the Midwest and was doing god knows what out here. She was renting an apartment at a ski resort during the off-season, in summer. It was not a good match, let's just put it that way. I had been planning my thru-hike of a section of a major trail nearby for a while. That summer, I had been training rigorously, because... I hike barefoot. Building up to the trip itself, a few weeks before, I was working my way up to 6-8 miles a day, every day. It ended up being a good pace. I remember this girl because she was supposed to drop me off at the trailhead, and she fucking ditched... by breaking up with me. That day. Yeah. Super sweet sendoff. So, my mom dropped me off.

I got a shit ton of Clif Bars and granola and shit, I had my big army surplus rucksack with zero back support, I don't even think it had a chest strap. Oh my god, I remember, it didn't and I had to... XD... I would take my shirt off and tie it between the straps to distribute the weight across my chest! This was before I got my dog, man... So yeah, that was like... my first time in complete isolation. Night one, after about... an online calculator is saying about 9 miles... I made camp for the first time. I was on the top of a mountain, basically. I made camp late, I was expecting to make it to an actual shelter, but I was about a mile shy when it started getting dark. I found a clearing, and while scavenging in the low light for some kind of wood... I found tons of fresh moose droppings. All over the place. And it was like... August, I think? Fuckin spooked me real bad. I kept hearing shit moving out in the woods, ugh.

I remember waking up that morning at dawn after sleeping pretty crappy and looking around and just seeing fog in all directions. I was literally inside a cloud. It was cold and wet and I just hoofed it to the shelter nearby to get water. God, I can feel the cold wet rocks under my feet just memory-flashing back there, good lord.

My hike ended up being 3 days total, about 25 miles. At the time, it was probably the longest I had been in complete isolation, and I had seen a decent amount of people in passing. I think what really made that another level though... compared to like... my isolation the past few years? Was the fact that I had zero entertainment, zero distractions. It was just me... and my head... and the ground under my feet... and the weight of my pack... and the sweat... all day long. And honestly, I could take it. It wasn't that bad. That said, I was on benzos at that point, pretty sure... so... grain of salt. XD

I ended up tapping out after a big series of mountains. I had my friends (at the time) come and pick me up, cashing in my one phone call I was allowing myself to bring a phone for. My ankles were giving out. After all of that, it wasn't even my feet burning out that made my hike end... it was my ankles. Probably the weight, honestly. Because I trained hiking distance, but not with weight really, not that much weight at least.

So I guess the reason I'm telling this story was... when I met them... It was insanely overwhelming. Every time I met a person on the trail it was insanely overwhelming. And what I noticed with that... that "cabin fever" kind of effect... is that it tends to off-put others as well? I can be much more animated and intense, I guess? I'm sure if you've ever encountered someone coming out of extreme isolation, you probably know what I'm talking about. Like dangling a steak in front of a starving dog or something. That kind of intensity. It freaks people out. And that... I really don't like making people feel that way. At all. I don't like having that effect. So... the combination of those factors: 1) lack of recent social experience adding anxiety, 2) overwhelming sensory experience, 3) them being freaked out by my intensity, 4) my insecurity about being intense... That's a 4x combo, that's a lot of shitty factors all swirling around. And every single one of those factors are natural effects that take a very conscious effort to override. And I have no choice but to go and expose myself to them. The longer I am away from people, the longer I put it off, the more intense it gets! It's like a goddamn chinese finger trap! Ugh.

So yeah, isolation and exile really fuck with people. That's a big part of why the WHO was very explicitly telling people "You need to check in on people who might be isolated, it's very important." Motherfuckers have no idea how serious that shit is. And I want to say this outright - I have tons of experience being isolated. From a very young age, too. So... I have a huge natural advantage to be able to tolerate this more than others. Most people crack much sooner, from what I've observed, so like... this really isn't anything to fuck around with. Just, for the record, I guess.

So like... yeah. It's not surprising that me saying "other people" keeps sneaking its way into my projects and whatnot. It would make my life so much easier. Like, think of it this way. I just did that path project where I did 100 runs from one location to another. By myself. Screenshotted it, by myself. Drew the paths, by myself. Exported 101 images one-by-one, by myself. Redrew them by hand one by one, by myself. Edited, smoothed the strokes and finetuned each one of the 100, one by one, by myself. How much more do you think I would have gotten done in the same amount of time if I had... one person helping me with one part of that? XD

It constantly feels just out of reach.

I just... don't know how to reach out to people. Like... I don't know where, or how. I know what to say, kinda, I can fumble through it, but I don't know to whom, and in what forum. Post on Instagram? I haven't posted there since October. No one who follows there would be interested in working with me, I guarantee it. I mean that. I would put money on it.

So... my recent goal has been to find an artist community. Where I can meet and socialize with other artists locally. Maybe not even to get help with projects, maybe just to have someone to fucking talk to who is even remotely like me. I think it would be good, if I can find one. It feels like most groups are like... focused towards exclusively women or LGBTQ or something, and I haven't really found a group that I think would be welcoming towards me, honestly.

So yeah, I went on a huge-ass tangent there... XD Story-time tends to do that...

I started prepping the hoodie for the natal chart addition, I should be good to start adding in outline sections for that tomorrow. I chilled and watched MrMoon tonight and had a good time. Kinda just hung up my hat and watched the stream. And there was someone in chat raging about a running joke in stream - a reference to the movie "Donnie Darko", which was one of my favorite movies growing up, from the character Cherita Chen. She would say "chut up", which was like... her catch phrase. And the reference to that film and all the associations with that type of film, the reference to the line and the tone and image... like... it's a clear reference, an inside joke for people who have seen the movie, and someone is teasing the streamer, and he says "chut up", and they get it.

And this dude came in hot. And started making accusations of fucking racism, and saying "I'm Asian, this is offensive, someone needs to take a stand against this!" And... I started to notice that like... okay, there were over 1300 viewers. Like... no one was responding to him. They were just ignoring him. They were watching the fucking show! XD And this guy actually goes to the lengths of writing a paragraph and highlighting it in chat, tagging the streamer and everything. And I'm saying this right now, I was looking around like... "where are the fucking mods?" This guy is like... in someone's chat... screaming outrage about a long-standing inside joke in the stream. It's like straight-up heckling, I remember people used to get fucking escorted out by security for doing that shit. Like... just leave. If you don't like the humor? Just leave! Just literally click any other link. Let Twitch investigate this guy if you truly, honestly think he's indoctrinating a new anti-Asian hate group or whatever weird accusation you're extrapolating from a movie reference. Good lord, man.

The funny thing? I remember teasing my ex a bit because sometimes she would mix up sh and ch? Very subtly, very rarely. Residual from being raised in a family that was half Latvian, half Brazilian. And I mean... both immigrants half/half. So... I don't remember which parent that accent slip came from, but I would strongly wager it was the South American mother. But neither of them were Asian! So it's not like you could even really say it was specifically done to be derogatory or "hateful" towards Asian people, it's not even a trait specific to Asians. And, the most important part of all, there is absolutely nothing "hateful" about a retrospective, nostalgic callback to a memorable character. It's literally honoring that character, bringing it back into the social conversation. You think you're doing that character a favor by hiding her? Burying her in obscurity? Because you want to take offense to someone mimicking and referencing a fictional character? And react to it by literally saying "it's basically like using a slur." You're just picking a fight, man. For real. Making a joke that has nothing to do with anyone's race... is not hateful. Pouncing on someone and accusing them of being a racist? That is 100% hateful. 100% fueled by hate, and a thirst for some form of "vengeance" or "justice".

Like... that character, Cherita, was a really brave portrayal of an actual severely bullied kid... It really broke the mold of how Hollywood would shy away from actually showing what real bullying looked like, and what actual emotionally scarred people looked like and acted like in a highschool setting. It was a big step forward for entertainment. And this motherfucker thinks that character was an "Asian stereotype"? Because she had a bit of an accent or something? Way to cheapen the character, dude.

Ugh, it just threw off the whole vibe of a really tense situation in RP. I wish I didn't get so affected by stuff like this. But I mean it, witch-hunting and hateful accusations... they really deeply upset me. Really really bad shit has come from those things historically. Really bad shit. And it's like I feel all the ripples from the past when stuff like that happens. When I see and feel that kind of energy coming out. Retribution, justice, vengeance, righteousness. It just upsets me. So I guess I had to get that out.

But yeah, the day was good. Low key, chill, and good. I don't know if the salt crystal is going to work, but I put one of the seed crystals into a plastic milk jug lid with some solution and... we'll give it about a week and see what comes of it. Who knows, worth a try.

I also decided to join this streamer's Discord, so... I have some kind of social group that's relevant to my current interests there. I really should find an art Discord that I can socialize in somewhere. I just... have no idea where to even start looking, honestly.

Bed time.

[thatonegreyghost]

Dear friend of mine hello how are you it’s currently 4 am and you’ve left me unsupervised so I’ve decided to make that your problem and why you specifically instead of just texting you well I’m glad you asked I decided that I wanted to be a problem and the best way to do that is to hit you where you don’t expect it so I’ve decided that I’m gonna give you an ask that’s just me rambling is there a word limit I’m gonna keep tying until I find it and I was gonna make my messages anonymous but you see tumblr didn’t let me click the button so while I was probably gonna just flood you with random sonic fandub quotes disguised as an anon I can’t really do that now because tumblr foiled my plans I know shocking I don’t use tumblr much so it’s probably a setting I don’t know about I really don’t know much about a lot of things on tumblr but hey I’m just here because it means I can see the depths of your star wars obsession because you’re never getting out of the holes you dig and wow this comment is getting long and I have not used periods or commas at all my brain is screaming at me to just end the fucking sentence but no I must persist I’ve written like this for to long and I can’t stop now if I stop now then that gives you a breath and I can’t let you breathe what time of 4 am exhaustion trip allows for breathing believe it or not though I’m not that tired like I could go to sleep rn but if you asked me that and hour ago I probably would say that I’d prefer to stay up I had headaches like all day today and I don’t know why maybe I should try drinking more water I think that might be the cause but then my headache felt better when I went and ate food so I think I might have just been hungry I’m not sure I’m not one to get headaches because I’m hungry autocorrect has stopped picking up when I try to write I’m it makes me stop and go back and redo it like instead of being I’m it’s im and that time it somehow autocorrected you okay I don’t know how that happened I think my phone is very confused as to what I’m doing right now and it just did it again and I really don’t like that because it breaks the flow of my typing like seriously do I really have to stop and think about the train my brain was just on I don’t wanna think right now I’m sending you an ask and it’s to much fun to stop I bet you’re staring at this in disbelief that I’m still going and oh my god the im thing is actually starting to drive me mad like I can’t take it I have to physically stop what I’m typing and go back to fix it because it flows with the continuity but like I have to stop typing and it doesn’t let me just auto fix it because there’s some sort of like color filter going on where if I select it I can change the color I might try it but again it messes with the flow to stop and chose a color so I really can’t and what if it messed with dark mode I swear to god if it messes with dark mode I’m throwing my phone out the window I cannot deal with light right now it’s light in my room because I still have the light on at 4:22 am in the morning and I bet you’re just screaming at me now March go to bed it’s 4:22 in the morning and you should be asleep right now but the thing is spite I told myself I was gonna write you a message and damnit that’s what I’m doing so I’m doing it right now because it’s fun and I have no idea how long this is gonna be like tumblr has not stopped me yet and I’m starting to wonder if there really is just no limit to the words I can ask I mean it’s almost been thirty minutes of writing this nonsense and nothing no stops or warnings though I did stop periodically to fix the I’m stuff but it fixed itself omg it fixed itself I’m im no did I break it again I’m thank god I guess it just won’t pick up I’m in multiple succession but I did it everyone I successfully fixed my autocorrect I can’t wait to read this back and see how many times I write I’m in this fucking paragraph of a sentence like how many times have I written it so far that is the only question you’re gonna get out of this ask maybe I don’t know I think this is fun more people

Did you get hacked?

[artificiallyimplantedmemories]

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    Both of them have aggressively left behind a life of pain. Natalia doesn’t talk about her past, but the Red Room’s training sometimes still lurks in her mind. She covers it up with laughter and sass, and in Bucky and Steve, she’s found genuine friends. They care about her, make her feel like she has a place to belong, and the flirting (and eye candy, let’s be honest) is a definitely perk. As for Bucky, Nat has found out about his wartime experiences in bits and pieces, but still doesn’t have a holistic picture of everything that happened out there. Bucky is extremely reticent on this front (as people usually are with trauma), and Nat knows better than to push. It’s not like she’s any better, right?

    Still, as the months have gone on, they help heal each other. Sometimes, that comes under the guise of a new tattoo, sometimes it’s simply crashing on the floor together under a massive blanket to watch shitty movies. Steve is in the middle most of the time (because he gets cold most easily, and both Nat and Bucky know that he needs the most protecting), but the two of them also steal moments for themselves too.

    Steve pouts at them, but he knows he gets his own time with each of them too, so it’s fine. They deserve to be happy together.

    Nat has done a phenomenal job of covering her tracks. She and Ivan have purposely kept their operation local, off the radar from anyone who might be looking for them. They’re popular but niche, and don’t have so much as a website up in order to reduce their clientele. She respects Ivan immensely for that — after all, he neither had to take her in nor go on the run with her when things got bad. Besides all of that, his talents are enough to seriously make a name for himself if he wants, but he still settles for very nearly struggling by for the sake of his adopted daughter. It’s more than Natalia could have asked from anyone.

    Unfortunately, even the best laid plans are waylaid

    The Red Room comes back to claim their lost protégé, and Natasha is not prepared. It’s not that she can’t fight them off, as she does keep her training up secretly, but it’s the fact that she now has people to worry about, attachments that they can take advantage of.

    Sentiment is not worthwhile for an assassin, they tell her.           She should have left her heart on ice, and maybe she would not have failed.

    She refuses to believe that it’s true. She has felt more alive in the last few years than she has in the rest of her life combined. She’s been able to experience joys and sorrows the way that all people should. She’s had leaps of hope, brushes of gentleness, and even managed to destroy the fear that she had no soul left to spare. She has been whole here, and she would not trade it for the world.

    No. That is a lie.           She would trade it in a heartbeat for the safety of the people she loves.

    The first attack comes when she is alone. The Black Widow is easier to tackle without Ivan at her side. He is ex-military after all, and can put up a hell of a fight, has been proven to do so for the sake of his girl. If they can get in and kidnap or kill her first without him knowing, they’ll be better off. 

     It doesn’t go as they expect. She may have settled into a routine that doesn’t involve death on the daily, but she knows what signs to look for. Hyper-vigilance is an old friend, one she has yet to shake off. They not only fail to take her by surprise but also get three of their agents hurt in the process. That is a surprise to them. Natalia has aimed to maim and not to kill. Things have changed. Perhaps it’s complacency? Perhaps it’s a conscience? 

     Nat heads back using the most roundabout method she can, climbing up facades of buildings, ducking into abandoned homes, biding time in seedy bars and stealing a change of clothes. A beanie hides her bright hair, grime covers her face, and she looks like a homeless wanderer instead of the neat, clean, precise Natasha that people know here. She’s fired off a text to Ivan, letting him know that he needs to get away before people come to hunt him down too, but she doesn’t really have enough faith in his self-preservation where she’s involved. 

     He’ll probably be waiting for me with two shotguns and a hot-wired car, the madman, she thinks fondly. The KGB wouldn’t launch their attack on me without knowing my routine though. If they did, it would be highly unprofessional. So they’ll probably stay away from him as long as he keeps his head down and doesn’t do anything too terribly suspicious. 

     This is her hope as she ducks into the alley behind the shop. It’s closed today, and she goes through the hatch in it that leads up to the supply room, rather than having to use the front door. Quickly, she gathers long-disused supplies, a couple firearms, blades, a hat and coat with extra pockets. She’s glad that she stashed these here instead of at the apartment. Suddenly, there’s a lurch in her heart as she realizes that being on the run again means that she won’t get to say goodbye. Hell, fuck, and damn it all. At least Bucky and Steve deserve an explanation... 

     Survival comes first though, and she takes a moment to scrawl a note for them to leave in the shop. Inevitably, they’ll come around on Monday when she doesn’t show up for their lunch meeting, and they’ll find out at least a little about who she is, why she’s running. It’s an apology. An attempt at an explanation. An inadequate farewell. Natasha forces her hands not to shake as she rushes through the words, and it’s so very tempting to sign off with the three that she’s been wanting to say for the better part of a year. It’s not right though, to let them invest themselves when she’s only going to disappear, so she folds it and lays it on her desk with a sigh. Enough time has been wasted, she needs to go. 

     Scarf pulled up around her face, she rushes back to the apartment. There are raised voices inside, and her hackles go up so fast that they could have given her whiplash. One is the angry, low voice of Ivan, spitting his Russian in the way he does when he’s been backed into the corner about something. The other is a voice that sends chills down her back. She’d know that gravelly voice anywhere. The Headmistress herself has come to find her. 

     If she goes in, she may be dragged back to Russia and forced to resume a life of blood and bitterness. If she doesn’t go in, it’s entirely likely that Ivan will end up dead for arguing. She may still be able to ensure his safety, and so she takes a deep breath and opens the door. 

     The old woman sitting on Ivan’s chair (there’s a moment of colossally illogical rage at that) beckons Natalia in. They all know what her entering the apartment means. Almost immediately, Ivan sags in defeat. Once the redhead has made up her mind, there’s very little he can do to dissuade her. Still, his eyes plead for her to reconsider. She, in turn, carefully doesn’t meet his gaze. 

     “How kind of you to join us, little Spider,” the woman croaks, and the only sign of Nat’s displeasure is the hard set of her jaw. Her sidearm is within reach, but she’s not sure how many other assailants are currently hidden in nearby apartments, ready to blow them apart for making even the slightest wrong move. Ivan only got away with arguing for so long because it bought them time for her to arrive. “Your services are needed. I’m sure you understand.” 

     She does. The Black Widow was their top student, their little killing machine. If they want her back, it’s because there’s a high level assassination that needs to take place, and someone else has failed. 

     Her expression is one that cannot be classified. Perhaps there’s a hint of satisfaction, that she’s been able to outwit them for so long, perhaps resignation, pride and pain. There have been so many others after her, she knows, and none of them have lived up to her legacy. How they must be punished for that. She wishes she could save them. She wishes she wasn’t broken enough that she can’t scrounge up the appropriate amount of sympathy.

     “I take it that the Recluse has been punished?” 

     It’s an ultimatum given. You show me that you will torture your own daughter to gain my loyalty or I won’t go. It’s no less cruel to herself though. Anya was her friend once, so many years ago. 

     “I’ll let you personally oversee it,” comes the reply. How utterly horrible. 

     “Then you know what I will ask for in turn. Ivan and the others here go untouched, or I burn your entire operation to the ground, your own withered husk included.” 

     The Headmistress scoffs, but nods. She has expected as much. Natalia’s current life reeks of domesticity, but her senses are sharp. She has already proven that she is more valuable alive than dead, and her skills will be useful to the agency. They are the Dark Room now, even more deadly, with more experiments underway to create Natalia’s successor. So far, though, none have been quite so perfect. They need her back, even if they have to dispose of her later. 

     The redhead nods as well. “Leave. I have packing to do.” The Headmistress, accustomed to the Widow’s rudeness, rises. Just as the old woman gets to her feet, though, there is a knock at the door. Everyone freezes. 

     “Natasha, you in?” 

     Nat fights not to let her expression crumble. It’s Bucky, darling, sweet, wonderful Bucky who has seen too much and been through too much and does not need to know that his tattoo artist fling is about to vanish off the face of the planet in order to kill people. Her heart breaks a little, and if she hadn’t been in the presence of her most hated enemy, she would be shaking. 

     “Let him in,” the Headmistress whispers, and the redhead tenses further. 

     This can’t be happening. No, no, Bucky, run! Run away from here! She yells it in her mind, as if she can get him to listen, but there’s nothing doing. She hears him call her name again and has no choice. The Headmistress will kill him even if he walks away if Natalia does not prove that she’s willing to take orders. Slowly, she moves to the door, unlocks it, and opens it a fraction. 

     “Hey,” she murmurs, soft and sad and wishing she could do anything but this. “Sorry, this isn’t the best time.” 

     “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” 

     And gods, doesn’t that just make her eyes want to swim with tears. She closes them for a second, regaining control. There are others watching, even if the Headmistress is towards her back. She cannot afford to show weakness. “I’m fine, Bucky. It’s okay. Can I catch you back at your place in a little bit?” 

     “You may not,” the Headmistress interrupts, pulling the door wide. Her gnarled face sneers down at Bucky, then grabs Nat’s arm and drags her back in. “Why don’t you tell him why you’re leaving, hmm?” 

     “You’re leaving?” He sounds devastated, and the redhead wishes she could show any emotion at all here, that she could pretend that she didn’t have to be a weapon right now. Instead, she doesn’t even look at him anymore. 

     “You promised you wouldn’t touch them,” she says to the old woman instead. “He walks out of here and goes about his life without your interference. That’s part of the deal.” 

     “Oh he will, but I think he should know who you are first. I won’t hurt him, precious little Spider.” Her hands trail down Natalia’s jaw and she fights not to jerk away. The Headmistress’s touch has always been associated with painful stitches, whip marks, reminders of failure and that hasn’t faded even after all these years. When the woman pulls her hand back at last, it’s to motion to the weapons littering the apartment. “See these, Mr. Barnes?” (Oh god, she’s done her research she knows who they are, they’re not just casual acquaintances, I’m so screwed, Nat thinks.) “These are the tools of the trade for your precious friend here. Not a tattoo gun, but real ones. She’s made her life on taking the lives of others. Possibly even your own comrades — you were in the military too, weren’t you?” 

     Nat can see Bucky starting to shake a little. If she could just reach out her hand to take his, to reassure him that she got out as soon as she could, that she doesn’t hurt people anymore...! But she can’t because she’s just promised to go back into it, hasn’t she? For his good, even, but she is willing to kill again. She hates herself. The Headmistress keeps talking, and the buzz around her ears builds. She can practically feel the anxiety attack that he’s having manifesting within herself, and suddenly her self-control snaps. 

     “Enough.” She places herself in front of the old woman, glaring. “You would not say such things to someone you meant to have survive. Get out before I kill you myself.” 

     “Oh, Natalia,” comes the reply, hoarse and amused, “you would not survive killing me.” 

     She does leave though, at long last, and when it’s just the three of them in the room, the air whooshes out from Natasha’s throat, harsh and wet with emotion. “I’m sorry,” she whispers to Bucky, “I didn’t think she’d ever come back. I was naive, I’m sorry.” Bucky, for his part, remains silent, eyes glazed as he fights off the war in his head. Slowly, gently, Nat works her fingers into his tense ones, drags him close enough that he can feel her body heat, presses her forehead against his. “Please, Bucky, James, look at me darling. Breathe with me.” 

     It takes a long moment before his gaze shifts to hers almost mechanically, but her audible breaths seem to help. Ivan, blessed be, tucks all of the weapons out of sight. They’ll be bundled up into bags soon anyway, and gone with Natalia into the stark blankness of Russian winter. Nat tries to calculate how long she has like this, how she can maximize the good she can do for him before she has to disappear, and it just... doesn’t work. At any moment, KGB agents might break down her door and drag her out of here. Violence on their part will only cause Bucky more trauma. It’s time for her to ease him out of here. 

     “I’m sorry,” she says again. “I need you to go find Steve. He can help you, alright? But I can’t do that if you’re not somewhere safe. I need you safe, do you understand?” 

     This is not what she usually says. Normally, when his world is falling apart, she is the one telling him that he’s safe, that she’s there with him and not going anywhere, that everything will be fine as long as she’s there to protect him. It seems foolish to him that he has to take refuge in that, but he’s always believed it somehow, that she was capable of protecting him. He’d never questioned why. Now, with the image of guns laid out on her table and a knife strapped to her arm, he feels like it’s viscerally true. 

            It also feels like he’s letting her go to her death. He’s terrified. 

     “You have to come back,” he says at long last, and Natasha’s face twists in agony. Of course she wants to come back, she doesn’t even want to leave in the first place! She adores him, wants to keep him from harm, and here she is doing what she does best apparently — hurting the people around her. “Please promise me.” His voice is nearly a whisper. 

     Natalia cannot give false platitudes. She squeezes her eyes shut, shakes her head, presses kisses to his face. “Go, Bucky. Be well. Take care of Stevie for me and he’ll take care of you.” She pulls him into a bone-crushing hug and then shoves him away. “Go. The Headmistress is not patient. She can still come back and kill you. Run, please!”

     Ivan grabs her shoulder and hands her the duffel bag. They, too, are running out of time. He will come with her, against her wishes, because someone has to stay by her side. Better him, he supposes, who knows the workings of that world inside and out, than someone who will shake apart at the seams, no matter how much the young man may love Natalia. She needs someone who will not blink in the face of destruction, who will kill ruthlessly and precisely, just like she does. Bucky remains standing in the doorway as they leave, and Natalia can only hope he’ll get home safely. 

     Downstairs, a car waits. The Headmistress glares at Ivan, and shoos him away. He will get his own vehicle, only Natalia is allowed to ride with her. “I’ll go with him,” the redhead says, “to make sure you honor your word.” Without her in his company, she’s fairly sure that a bunch of the goons will immediately try to kill him. She’s not chancing it.

     When she turns back for a last look at the building though, the vision of Bucky in the doorway chills her. She can see at least three people moving towards him, and all she knows is that he is not safe not safe not safe those words were meaningless he’s not — 

     “Bucky!” 

     She throws caution into the wind, races back to his side and it’s just barely in the nick of time because gunfire starts raining down on them. She grabs him and drags him into a neighboring building, knowing that this one has a hidden cellar where she can stash him until the firefight dies down, but he’s dragging her through it, into the back and out into the alley, his hold on her is too tight and if she weren’t in top shape she’d be dragged along and she wants to yell that Ivan is still back there but... 

     But Ivan is better at taking care of himself, and right now Bucky needs to be as far away from the action as possible. She throws a flashbang behind her to stun her pursuers (the best she can manage while fighting not to trip over her own feet), and pulls a knife loose from its strap across her chest. She’ll throw it when she gets the chance. 

     The world is a blur around her for a moment (because holy fuck Bucky is fast), and finally they gasp as they lean against the wall just inside the back door of a local restaurant. Bucky is shaking with the adrenaline, but seems present enough to talk to, and Natasha hugs him tight. “They’ll come after me again, but this was a good distraction for them. You keep running, I’ll pull them off the other way. I know you don’t want to use this again, but...” She presses one of her guns into his hands. If it’s kill or be killed, she’d rather he did the killing. 

     His breath hitches as his hand closes around the weapon. She’s really just — 

     His thoughts are cut off by a kiss, slow and gentle and oh so familiar. “I wish this could happen any other way. I don’t want you to get hurt,” she says, and he finds himself nodding, unfathomably sad. She’s had this on her shoulders for so many years, unable to say a word. If he has to deal with his own PTSD for the sake of her survival, he’ll do it. He’ll suffer afterwards in silence, but he’ll do what he must for now. 

     Natalia presses another chaste kiss to his cheek, and then disappears out the back again. There are the sounds of gunshots in the distance, fading, and he heads outside. He should go home, he knows, he should find Steve, keep them safe however he can, make sure none of the agents that were after Nat come after them. He does none of those things. Instead, he discreetly follows the sounds of fighting. Long-buried instincts come to the forefront even as he fights the bile down, and the first man falls by his hand. A second is not far behind. Natalia is up on the rooftop, fighting someone hand to hand, Ivan is shooting at a retreating car, and he climbs the brick with shaking hands, hoping that everyone that matters is still safe. Carefully, he levers himself up onto the roof, injured arm practically vibrating in pain. Natasha appears to have some bruises and scrapes, but little else. 

     The relief does not last long. The man that Nat had been sparring dives off the roof, and instinctively Natasha goes to follow, setting her up precisely in line of a waiting sniper. Bucky spots the assassin half a moment before Nat does, and yells. 

     The moment seems to happen in slow motion. There’s not enough time for her to get out of the way, given her momentum, so he jumps, slamming himself into her instead. They take a rough tumble on the gravel, and Bucky hits his head. When his eyes reopen, bleary, he can see Natasha’s face set in fury like he’s never seen before. She shoots wildly until a bullet finally hits its mark and takes the sniper down, and then returns to his side, hurriedly propping him on his side and pressing down on his stomach. Her other hand fiddles with her phone, calling 911 and relaying the details before hanging up.

     Slowly, he looks down at her hand and... oh, that’s a lot of blood. 

     “You fool,” she whispers lovingly. “You absolute fool, why did you come back?”

     “Because you were here.” 

     She cries, ugly and beautiful and absolutely devastated. The bullet has gone deep. She can’t tell if he’ll survive, and she can’t bear the thought of him dying for her. She’d been willing to leave it all behind, to go on living without him as long as he was safe, but this... this is not something she can cope with. She can’t lose him, not like this. 

     “So help me god, if you don’t survive this, I will bring you back to life for the express purpose of murdering you myself. And you know Steve will do the same. Please... you’ve got to survive for me, okay? Please.” She hangs her head, hoping against hope, and there’s nothing she can do to fix this. There’s nothing she can say except... “I love you.”

[chansleftpinkytoe]

..dont question me

Pairing: ot8 skz x reader

Genre: Smut

Start at the 10th paragraph if you just wanna read the smut, CUZ THIS IS REALLY LONG FORGIVE ME

Warnings: 9some, Dom!Skz, Sub!Reader, Praising, Degrading, Dacryphillia, Voyeurism, Unprotected Sex, Overstimulation, Cuckolding, Fingering, Oral Sex, Choking, Cum Eating, Bulge Kink, Anal, Squirting

Author's note: Forgive me for not posting for a while

You were living in a house with 8 men.. the best decision you made? Ahahahahhaha n o, trash laying around, dirty clothes, tons of dishes in the sink, even women moaning every 2 days! "These guys are nothing but filthy horny dogs" you mumbles as you pick up clothes off the ground, a woman struggling to keep herself up while leaving from one of the boys rooms causing you to roll your eyes "again.."

The lady gives you a dirty look as she mutters a soft "whore" she walks past you, fixing her makeup. You drop the hamper filled with dirty clothes and grab her hair, swearing her out immediately. The lady squeals softly, grabbing your hair, tugging harshly at it "Let me go, you bitch!!" She scratches your face with her long nails

Minho comes out his room when he hears the cursing and screaming, fresh clothes on and hickeys covering his neck, he looks over at the two girls and rushes over "Hey! Hey! Break it up!" His loud shouting made the rest of the boys come out from wherever they were, the younger ones pulling the girls away. Chan just leans against the wall, smirking in amusement, has he been watching this whole time??

"What's the matter with you" Minho looks at you, annoyed. You scoff, blood dripping from the scratches on your face and onto the floor, you raise your hand slowly and slap Minho, watching him take a step back, his face turned to the side from the impact "Stop bringing these bitches over and maybe I wouldn't be so mad! Why are you mad at me, she started this! And you're mad at me?! Are you kidding me?! I should just move out if all you guys ever do is bring people over and fuck them every day!!" (😯💨)

Hyunjin rolls his eyes "it's not every day.." he huffs out softly, uncrossing his arms that were once folded across his chest. Felix rushes over to you with an aid kit "Y-y/n! You're bleeding! Let m-" he raises his hand to cup your face, getting cut off by your hand swatting his away "dont touch me.. I dont need help from guys who fucks 4 different people in a week and never clean up after themselves.." you snatch the aid kit and stomp away

Chan chuckles softly, pushing himself off the wall "..shes quite something isnt she," Changbin nods his head in agreement, watching you leave with a small smirk on his face, he looks over at the lady when you go to your room "Alright, get the hell out" his words making the lady scoff, she looks at Minho, who also looked amused "Hey! You're not gonna let him speak to me like that are you?!" Minho looks at her and blinks "..why should I care? You shouldve left sooner" He shrugs at himself and walks away, rubbing where you slapped him with a smile. The lady stomps her foot on the ground, letting out a loud whine before leaving the house.

Felix rubs his hand, pouting "it was 3," he mutters and cleans the blood up. Seungmin laughs softly at Felix, making him glare at the puppy looking boy "shut up!"

You sit on your bed, looking at the mirror at the end of your bed making you sigh when you see yourself. You fix your hair and grab the ointment, right before you hear soft knocking at the door as it opens "..so much for knocking, what do you w-" "Babygirl, you feeling okay? You let out a lot of steam with that girl"

Chan.. you immediately relaxed, he always spoke softly with you and cleaned up after himself, your mind almost always claims down when you're with him. When you heard his voice, your eyes immediately filling up with tears "..I'm tired of it, I really am" a lump in your throat, you've been stress about all the stuff you have to do in the house. Chan smiles softly, sitting down by you, treating the scratches for you, his hands so gently with you no matter what "I know, baby.." he bandages up the scratches and cups your jaw in his palm before slowly sliding it down to your neck, rubbing it softly with his thumb "..let me help you relax, yeah?"

Your eyes fluttering open, looking at him straight in the eyes as you nod slowly. Chan pulls you in closer, both of your eyes falling onto each others lips.. his lips almost touching yours before you rest your sleeve paw on his lips "..how many people did you kiss before this-" your sudden soft words making him smile, you were adorable "..zero" and it was true, unlike everyone else, Chan doesnt kiss the people he has a one night stand with, he doesnt bring them over either, they go to a hotel or something, he wants that first kiss with someone.. who wouldve thought that someone was you(😔) he gently wraps his fingers around your wrist, pulling it down onto his lap as his lips finally meeting yours. Your body relaxes as your lips respond almost immediately, the kiss being soft and slow, his hands gently squeezes your throat as he lays you down on the bed, the kiss getting deeper and more sloppy. Your arms snaking around his neck as you lean up into the kiss.

"Chan hyung.." a soft voice coming from the door that Chan left to open making you pull away from the kiss, panting softly. Chan shuts his eyes and quietly swears under his breath, pulling away from you as he turns towards the door "yes.. Innie?" He looks at the younger male that was fiddling with his fingers at the doorway, he watches the younger one shake his head, grabbing the door knob "oh uh.. Minho Hyung wants everyone to gather in the living room tomorrow morning" he quickly closes the door and runs away making both you and chan giggle at the younger "..hes so cute" you mutter as you watch Chan go on his knees, nodding in agreement as he slowly pulls your pants down and throws it in the hamper "so pretty" he whispers when he sees your lace underwear, holding your legs over his shoulders, he looks up at you without somewhat a worried expression, making sure this was okay "go ahead" your eyes werent on him, but on the door behind him.

Once Chan hears your words, you feel him move your underwear to the side, immediately attacking your clit. Kissing, sucking, licking, all those things he was doing made you lose your mind. You toss your head back and grip onto his hair, "Ch-Chan!" You gasp out loud, he was way too skilled with his tongue. He looks at you and presses his face deeper into your pussy, his tongue working so skillfully on your sensitive bud,, he pushes two digits into your hole, his mouth never leaving your clit. You grip onto the sheets by your head, tearing up from how good this was making you feel "please- please dont stop" you cry out, his fingers curling and thrusting into the right spots. You gasp, your jaw slacking as drool slides out your mouth and to your jaw "please- ch-" you shut your eyes and cover your mouth, trying to silence yourself as you felt your orgasm reaching. You were about to have your orgasm when.. Chan pulls away, "no no no- Channie please-" you whine and tear up more as you feel your orgasm fading away "y-you jerk.." you pant out, listening to Chan chuckle "oops.."

Chan licks his lips and hums, glancing over his shoulder at the door "..did you boys enjoy the show? Shes very pretty isnt she.." his lips curving into a smirk when he sees you squirm "you knew didnt you" he chuckles and grips onto your thighs, keeping them from closing. You look away and whines softly, embarrassed as you feel all the eyes on you, your chest moving at an uneven pace

Han slowly covers the bulge in his pants with his hoodie, pulling it down as he stares at you with wide eyes. Hyunjin rolls his eyes "You're so loud for him, princess.. did you enjoy it that much" he crosses his arms, staring at you as he leans against the wall. Chan chuckles softly and looks back at you, smirking "well? Answer him, baby.." his words making you squirm as you turn your head away, not wanting to answer. Changbin walks into the room and grabs your jaw, gripping onto it as he forces you to look at him "..he asked you question did he not?"

Your eyes flick between Chan, Hyunjin, and Changbin, gulping before nodding your head slowly "m-mhm" ..oh boy, wrong choice, now you have all your holes filled, even your hands are occupied. Chan in your ass, Hyunjin in your pussy, Changbin in your mouth, Han and Minho getting jerked off by you. Felix, I.N, and Seungmin, all watching their Hyungs please you while stroking themselves, knowing theyll get their turn soon. "I wonder if you can fit 2 in your pussy.." Chan mumbles before glancing at Hyunjin, watching him smirk. "I too am curious.." the taller male moans out, watching Chan's cock as he pulls out of your ass, slipping into your pussy. Your eyes shut tight as your loud moan getting muffled by Changbin's cock down your throat. Biting down causing Changbin to grab your throat "No biting, princess" You toss your head back as your arms fly around Chan's neck, moving your head quickly on Changbin's cock. Chan nuzzles your neck and bites down, groaning as he feels himself rub against both you and Hyunjin.

Hyunjin's nails digging into your hips as he starts moving you onto them, staring at the bulge in your tummy "God.. youre so fucking- hot" both Chan and Hyunjin speeding up their movements, the room filled with skin slapping, groaning, squelching.. god these guys are just filthy, Han and Minho thrusting their cocks into your hands, Minho moaning while Han whines softly from the pleasure. The younger male gripping onto your wrist when you squeeze their cocks, throwing his head back as he bites his lip "fuck-" his grip on your wrist tightens as he tries to pull away "nonono- fuck- Y/N please-" he shuts his eyes causing Minho to look at him, letting out a breathy laugh "gonna cum already, sungie?" His words making Han's eyes open a bit, the younger male shakes his head quickly "not gonna cum- I can- l-last,"

You open your eyes, making eye contact with Han as tears fall down from your eyes, your eyes widen when you feel Hyunjin and Chan pound into the right spot, you shut your eyes and toss your head back as Changbin laughs at you softly "look at you.. such a slut for 8 guys arent you" he groans slightly, feeling his orgasm creeping up. Han shuts his eyes and tears up, his cheeks deep red from the scene he just saw right in front of him, not wanting to cum but your hand felt so good around his cock. You grip onto the cocks in your hands, rubbing the slit of the tips with your thumb as your body starts trembling from all the pleasure.

"Y-y/n please dont- that feels- no- y/n y/n-" he cries out as he arches his back, cum strings shoot out of his cock and onto your hand, some going onto the bed, hearing Han made you clench around Hyunjin and Chan. Hyunjin groans and grips onto your thighs "you like hearing him cum for you, slut? Hm?" You start to move your hips, feeling the cocks in you speed up. Minho shuts his eyes, tilting his head while moaning and cumming into your hand. He slowly pulls away and pants softly, pushing his hair out of his face.

Chan and Hyunjin push into the deepest area they could reach into you, their warm cum filling up making you arch your back, your orgasm hitting hard along with Changbin cumming down your throat. You roll your hips slowly, riding out your orgasm as Changbin pulls out your throat. You swallow the cum left in your throat and gasp for air, panting softly. Changbin grabs your jaw, you open your mouth immediately to show that you swallowed everything.. Changbin spits into your mouth and closes your mouth, chuckling softly. You swallow immediately and stare at Changbin in awe before whimpering, feeling the two big cocks leaving your pussy. "You better keep all of that cum inside of you, baby" Chan puts his clothes on and sits by the other boys, staring at you. You lay down and open your legs, bending your knees for all the boys to see you clenching your hole to keep the cum inside you.

Jeongin just watches, at the edge of his seat, staring at you with his jaw to the ground. Hyunjin snickers softly and gently pushes Jeongin up and towards you, Chan pushing Felix, and Changbin pushing Seungmin "You three are next~ have some fun, shes all yours, look at her" Minho speaks as he fixes his hair, all of the boys looking at you. "Please" you bite your bottom lip, turning your head to the side, too embarrassed to look at them "Pl-.. Please fuck me already" your words making the boys that already had their turn smirk, Minho letting out a scoff with a smug smirk "Was two cocks in your little hole not enough for you slut? A cock in your throat.. and jerking off two other cocks? Hmm?" His words making you look at the hand that Han came on, bringing the hand up to your mouth, you started to lick the cum off your hand as you close your eyes.

Hyunjin stares at you "what a sight" he whispers, feeling his cock harden once again in his pants. All the boys just stare at you, the tent in their pants growing. You finish cleaning up your hand and squirms "..come on, hurry- please" the three youngest walking to you and getting on the bed. Jeongin sits between your legs, staring at your wet pussy as he undresses, stroking his cock, groaning as he drags the tip of his cock up and down your slit. You whine and buck your hips up a bit "c-come on, baby.. mm?" You pet Jeongin's head, smiling softly.

Jeongin stares at you, grabbing both of your wrists into his hand, holding it above your head "don't treat me like a child-" he pushes into you roughly making you cry out, your nails digging into your palm. "I'm an adult and you're gonna see" he growls out, thrusting into your sweet spot roughly. You arch your back and moan loudly, "right there, innie! You're doing so- well-!" Jeongin scoffs lightly "I know what I'm doing.." he wraps his free hand around your throat, squeezing down as his thrusts never slow down. You shut your eyes and try to move your wrists out of his hold, needing to hold onto something

"Innie! Innie please!" You cry out as you feel your oragsm creeping in. Jeongin groans "hold it" he shuts his eyes and pulls his hand away from your throat, reaching down and rubbing your clit with his thumb. You gasp and open your eyes, making eye contact with Jeongin. You see him smirk at you as he speeds up his thrusts, watching your eyes struggle to stay open "Fuck- you feel so good around me, was Chan and Hyunjin Hyungs cock not enough for you?" He snickers quietly

Chan chuckles softly "you're getting mighty cocky over there, Innie" his eyes falling onto you. Jeongin bites his bottom lip, groaning as he feels his tummy tightening "fuck-" he whispers and looks at you, trembling under him from all the pleasure "I'm gonna cum.. gonna fill you up with my cum, y/n.." his words making you nod immediately, "let me cum innie.. I need to cum, please pl-" your orgasm cutting you off as you feel Jeongin's cum filling you up to the brim. Jeongin pants softly as he pulls out of you, letting your wrists go as he moves off the bed.

Felix lays down on the bed and pulls you onto his lap carefully, groaning softly as he feels your wetness and warmth on him. You raise your hips and align Felix's cock with your hole, slowly sinking yourself down, whimpering and whining as you stop half way on his cock "I can't- lix it's too m-" you get cut off by Felix suddenly pushing your hips all the way down. You throw your head back as a loud moan, more of a scream, left your mouth. You lean down, gripping onto Felix arms, "it's too much, l-lix. It's too much-" Felix rests his hands on your hips, rolling your hips slowly "you can do it" he groans out, thrusting up into you fast. You moan loudly and toss your head back, making eye contact with Chan. He smirks and walks behind you, resting his hands on your waist, lifting you up making Felix stop thrusting, smirking softly. You thought it was all over until Chan pushes you back down onto Felix's cock "come on, baby.. you should start doing some work too" You whine loudly and arch your back, falling forward slightly, Chans hands stopping you from doing so more. Felix groans and shuts his eyes, feeling you clench around him. Chan looks at Felix and chuckles "Dont move, okay lix? Y/n's gonna do all the work now.." his hands moving up to your chest, squeezing them softly "get to work, you dont want Felix to wait long do you.." you shake your head and raise your hips, dropping yourself back down, you repeat those moves over and over again, moaning and whimpering loudly. You ride Felix while Chan play's with your chest, the other boys watching in aw while stroking their cocks.

Chan hums "Seungmin, come here" he looks over at the younger, that was filming the filthy scene. He stops and puts his phone away, walking over to Chan. You look over at Seungmin, face flushed, drool dripping from your mouth, he blinks as he feels his cock twitch. Chan chuckles softly and grab your jaw, placing a thumb in your mouth making you suck on it immediately "You're gonna suck him off while riding lix, got it?" His words were soft and calm as you nod, pouting a bit when Chan pulls his hand away. He walks away and sits back down by the other boys, staring at you and the two younger by you. Seungmin pulls his cock out, stroking it slowly "I'll go easy.." you nod, wondering why the other boys were snickering and giggling. You shrug it off and open your mouth, watching Seungmin smirk as he pushes his cock into your mouth immediately. Your eyes widen as you feel him thrust down your throat, grabbing the back of your hair as he fucks your throat. He groans and licks his lips, watching you hollow your cheeks making him moan "you're such- a slut- y/n" he shuts his eyes, in pure heaven, no other person he brought over would suck him off as good as you.

"God y/n.. so good- y/n y/n" Felix moans out, his moans making you clench around him repeatedly. You slowly snake your hand down, rubbing your clit with your middle finger. Seungmin groans loudly, his orgasm at the very edge. Felix bucks his hips and tosses his head back, Seungmin and you doing the very same as you 3 all cum, you squirting in the process.. your wetness covering Felix. Seungmin pulls out of your throat, you immediately swallow and pant heavily, whimpering softly in embarrassment. Felix slowly pulls out of you, chuckling softly "you're so hot.." he kisses your cheek and smiles as Chan speaks up "You did amazing, Y/N.. let's get you cleaned up," Changbin carefully picks you up (cuz he is strong >:] he can pick up a bus if he wanted😤)

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Anddddd I'll end it here, I didnt think it would be this long 😯💨

[butwhyduh]

NOW I wanna blow jason girl can you do an smut of giving jay jay a blowjob while he reads??

I mean- I did miss Friday

He sleeps like a bear. Flat on his back with soft snores that almost sounds like growls. You woke up before him. That was pretty common. He didn’t come in until 4 and was often bruised head to toe. But today he didn’t look that bad.

You rolled over and first looked at his face. A bandaid across the bridge of his nose and short hair growing on his face. He needed to shave. You smiled as he gave a little snore. His large chest rose and fell with his breath. The blankets were shoved to his waist. He was always running hot. There was no bandages here. That’s was always a good sign.

You looked at the little bit of hair on his chest and on his lower stomach. You ran a finger across the bit on his chest. He moved but didn’t wake as you played with his hair. You grinned remembering the one time that he tried to shave it and ended up with razor burn and a poky chest for days. He gave up immediately and decided that he was just too hairy for all that.

He moved a little bit more and you could tell by the way his chest moved that he was awake. You slid your hand a little lower and lower until you reached the blanket. You ran a finger along the edge near the band of his boxers and he shivered, a smile formed on his face.

“What are you doing?” He asked, looking at you with a side eye. His voice was rough and deep with sleep but he was definitely awake.

“Nothing,” you said before sliding your hand beneath the blanket to cup his already half hard cock in his boxers. He breathed in deeply.

“Feels like you are doing something, Princess,” he said and you grinned. You reached across him and he playfully tried to bite your side. You gave him a book from the side table and he looked at you confused. “What’s this?”

“You said you were going to lay around reading all day if I remember right,” you said.

“Well maybe not if you keep your hand there,” he said and you chuckled.

“Oh, well I don’t wanna ruin your plan. I can stop,” you went to move your hand and he grabbed it with his own and pressed you against him harder.

“Don’t,” he breathed.

“Well, are you gonna read to me?” You asked and he gaped at you.

“You have my dick in your hand and you want a story?” He asked and you nodded innocently. He groaned as you slipped a hand beneath his boxers to properly grip him.

“Yeah, read to me baby,” you said and he blinked a few times before starting. He cleared his throat.

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair,” he read before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. You had moved between his legs and were kissing down his chest as you slowly pumped him.

“we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was- was,” he stuttered as you shifted his boxers down. “the period was, uh...”

“Are you stuck?” You asked looking up at him. You face was only a few inches from his painfully hard dick and Dickinson was the last thing on his mind.

“the period was so far like the present period that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received- fuck! Princess,” he groaned as you licked up his shaft. You stopped and looked at him expectantly. “for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."

You put him in your mouth and swirled the tip. Jason stuttered his words again before continuing. He did good for about a paragraph or two before you took him deep in your mouth and his muscles flexed and he gulped. Usually he was swearing and gripping your hair but he couldn’t do that right now.

“It was the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that- that- holy fuck Princess, that mouth,” he whimpered. You grabbed his thighs as you bobbed your head along his length. You could feel that the muscles beneath your hands were as tight as bow strings. You stopped and looked up at him and he groaned before starting to read again.

“England at that favoured period, as at this. Mrs. Southcott had recently attained her five-and-twentieth blessed birthday,” he read in a disjointed breath. He started skipping places and reading non-sense. “Even the Cock-lane ghost had been laid only a round dozen of years, after rapping out its messages, as the spirits of this very year last past (supernaturally de-.”

“Fuck I’m close. Your mouth is- is something else,” he breathed. You lightly slapped one of his thighs and he jumped before realizing what your pointed look meant.

“Shit, uhh... the year of Our Lord one thousand seven hundred and seventy-five. Spiritual revelations were conceded to England at that,” he said in pants. You were surprised at his control. The fact that he could still read was impressive. You were really giving him a great blow job. You took him deep and gulped around him.

“Okay! I’m... fuck! I’m close,” he said and you kept going. You pulled back to take a breath and deep throated him again. “Shiiitt,” he gasped before calling out your name as he came. You swallowed before pulling off to kitten lick the tip. He jumped at every lick before finally grabbing your chin to pull you up.

Jason was sweaty and out of breath and he looked at you almost in reverence. He gently kissed you. “Fuck, Princess, you blow my mind every fucking time. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

You giggled. “You’re always so sweet. You can just pay me back sometime.”

Jason chuckled. “Alright. I’ve gotto get back to being a functioning human first. You- uh, yeah. Wowza. But yeah I’ve got you,” he said pulling you tight to his side. “But if I’ve got to read all day...”

“Oh you wanna play that game? Keep this memory fond, Todd,” you said.

“No no no. I give up. Plus you knew I wasn’t going to leave you wanting, babydoll,” he whispered in your ear in a deliciously naughty voice. You shivered and hummed before being pushed to your back.

[rinzis]

what your favourite genshin impact character says about you: no holding back edition

i’m finally allowed to post again!!! great joy

aether/lumine: you’re basic as hell sorry . also stop fighting over who the better twin is they’re literally the same person but different genders. you’re pretty fun to be around ig but i feel like you eat food off the floor. 5 second rule not 5 hour rule ok

amber: ok i’ve actually met a bunch of people whose fav is amber and you guys are actually really sweet but pls learn when to stfu you’re so loud . also you guys go feral whenever someone (everyone else in the fandom) says amber sucks like chill bae

kaeya: jesus fucking christ your horny is off the scale. every kaeya stan i’ve ever met cant keep it in their pants. and we know the only reason you like him is bc of his giga bouncer supreme ultra man rack 3000. stop saying you want him to smother you with his tits. get some help.

lisa: YOU GUYS ARE COOL AS HELL!!!!!! as someone who relates to lisa you’re very cool. most chill people to be around and you’re definitely super smart. not lazy but just reserved. 11/10. oh btw do you use her for climbing?

diluc: do you have daddy issues? you guys definitely have a thing for the tsundere archetype and you probably like zhongli too. just admit you want diluc to do the kabedon thing on you and move on. we know what you’re like. also how does it feel being so short? i swear every diluc stan is small as hell

jean: YOU GUYS are so sweet pls whenever i play co op with a jean main it’s just like wow you’re so strong and nice and thanks for healing my entire team wow........ however although you’re so responsible you probably enjoy cancelling people on twitter for fun . sorry

venti: VENTI STANS. I LOVE YOU. is it partially because i myself am a huge venti stan? yeah no. you probably missed out on his first banner and are saving for his rerun..... same......... anyways you guys give off the best vibes n it’s always so fun to be with you. i love you all

razor: i have one question for you guys . did you either like warrior cats or were you a wolf kid?

albedo: you guys are so smart wtf !!!!!!!!! you’re so rational in co op mode too and if you have albedo you probably use him as a sub dps for your teammates bc you’re so good at reading situations........ then again you also have some weird shit going on like cmon it’s milk after cereal you psychopaths

sucrose: you either kin sucrose or are creepy sorry . ok but she’s so underrated like her passive 3........ WOAH.............. you definitely use her in spiral abyss,,, also are you a burnout successful kid who used to kiss teachers’ asses and middle school was a breeze before getting to college/university and realising that professors don’t give a shit anymore? wow who would have guessed

diona: wannabe catgirls assemble! please move on from your warrior cats phase you’re almost as bad as the razor stans but you’re adorable too. you probably want qiqi or klee but don’t have them so you’re settling for diona

barbara: thanks for healing my team in co op barbara stans !!!! you guys are genuinely so nice omg thank you for being so reliable all the time,,, do you highlight your notes so it’s more art than notes? yeah that’s what i thought

mona: ok if no one else is gonna say it i will,,, no one understands shit about your astrology thing going on. i’m a caprisun? great

bennett: YOURE ALL ADORABLE. thanks for helping us out in co op!!!! you definitely advocate for bennett rights and yes pls do,,,, we all love benny deep down!!!! you either don’t have him or have him at like C218372

fischl: jojo stans

just kidding but you all probably act like fischl irl. also did you have an emo phase

klee: ok if your favourite is klee you definitely don’t have her . waiting patiently for klee’s rerun!!!! shes just so adorable and so are you guys,,,,, so fun to be around !!!!! you probably have diluc and hate him

noelle: you guys....... the rarest of the rare. you love trying to convince people that she’s a great healer dps n everything else...... no bae you probably use her because you like geo and claymores like hmm yes i will now hit things hard with my big sword and rock power

ok onto liyue now sweats nervously

childe: you guys are ALL simps. ALL OF YOU. go n touch some grass bro!!!!! you either think he’s super sexy or you bully him and make the ed sheeran jokes (not funny) . you follow griffin burns on tiktok too dont you

zhongli: you either love him for his gentle demeanour or you want him for his fat giga dumptruck 3000. make up your minds!!!!! you guys are so clueless in co op mode but you’re hilarious. you probably have his energy recharge at like 200% so you can use his ult and hear I WILL HAVE ORDER every 4 seconds

xiao: STOP GROWLING AT PEOPLE. every xiao main is so aggressive not joking . yeah the only reason you saved for him is because you want to stare at him all day n listen to him growling . you guys genuinely scare me . no he would not hold ur hand and do cute things with you,,,,,, if given half the chance he’d probably decapitate you

ningguang: alright jeff bezos, hand over the cash. yeah so you’re either rolling in it or want to be her sugar baby. but you guys have such an intimidating aura like playing with ning mains is just .... you always build her so well she’s an absolute tank!!!!!! thanks for scaring the shit out of me but also protecting me

beidou: YOU GUYS. you’re fun to be around but i also feel like you could probably destroy me in 3 seconds flat !!!!!!!! do you hate diluc too? i love playing with you guys because all i hear is TO ASHES every 2 seconds and she’s just cool as hell so yeah i really like beidou stans. i feel like you all have her so congrats

qiqi: you’re so cute,,,,, best healer !!!! you probably love playing qiqi because her skills look so cool and you prefer playing heal/support,, if you don’t have her you just love her bc she’s so tiny . spoiler alert but do you have a thing against xiao for killing her lol

xiangling: you’re so chaotic help,, you definitely pair her with xinyan too because you give off the most uncontrollable vibes,,,,,,, did you level her to use her in the spiral abyss or do you just think polearms are neat and don’t have xiao or zhongli

xinyan: please reread xiangling paragraph but replace polearm with claymore . you like either bring me the horizon or bubblegum pop there’s no in between

chongyun: you’re all the nicest people ever and you’re so chill . you love chongyun with your whole hearts and i adore you !!!!!! the animation of him eating the popsicle melts your hearts (no pun intended) and you just think he’s really cool :( ily all

xingqiu: chongyun vibes but make it kinda unnerved . burnout successful kids 2.0 ,,,,, are you clever too? you also love xingqiu and believe he’s worthy of being a 5 star with his heal and damage reduce !!!!! he’s so helpful wtf and so are you . please stop going on about his legs though it’s highkey weird asf

keqing: COOL PERSON SYNDROME! i main this gal so i love you all . do you get as mad as i do when people say she doesn’t deserve to be a 5 star? yeah . are you a procrastinator and try and take lessons from keqing but are just so lazy? do you use her teleport because you can’t be bothered to climb mountains? yeah that’s what i thought

ganyu: you’re all the nicest people alive and i adore you all . thanks for being so kind in co op mode . every ganyu main i’ve met is so sweet and you’re all so powerful too woah....... you hate the cocogoat jokes too >:( pls mihoyo give her more attention !!!!!

scaramouche: you have rights guys we know you exist. also we know you want him to be playable. we know that you think his hat is neat. we know you love this shawty but please be quiet.

signora: wait you guys exist

hu tao: you prank people for fun like pls stop im so on edge when youre around . plus i feel you laugh at videos of babies falling over n shit,,,,,,, you cant wait for her banner but also please shut the fuck up

dainsleif: please leave me the fuck alone we did 1 (one) quest with him and you’re all obsessed with him . ok second hand dmitri from fire emblem you want a medal for being a fucking simp?