#closing the game bc my brain is acting turning into mush

[hdmiports]

she owns three colors and that’s all

[classyrbf]

HE'S SUCH A (HOT) LOSER! — CHOSO KAMO

SYNOPSIS...nsfw and sfw headcanons about loser!choso bc I can’t get him out of my head after righting that drabble about him

INFO...loser!choso x fem!reader, socially awkward, virgin!choso, jerking off, virginity loss, sexual acts, creampie,

OTHER...likes and reblogs are appreciated

loser!choso who literally has no friends, is the epitome of socially awkward and always ends making the conversation weird when he opens his mouth

loser!choso who has never seen a woman naked in real life, he just goes on porn sites and jerks his dick until it feels like it’s about to fall off, cum painted on his toned stomach

loser!choso who has sex toys in his closet, fleshlights, pocket pussies, whatever you call them—he has at least two, one of them even vibrates

loser!choso who is (you guessed it) a total virgin, he’s never even gotten close enough to lose it, yet alone have his first kiss

loser!choso who is forced by yuji to go on a dating app and try to find a girlfriend, and he ends up matching with you

loser!choso who stays in his room, playing video games, or goes to the gym, otherwise the poor boy has no social life (like I said, he has no friends)

loser!choso who finally goes on his first date with you and he’s sweating, stumbling over his words because you’re smiling at him, grabbing his hand and making jokes all while looking like some sort of goddess. He was starting to wonder if he’s dreaming

loser!choso who is absolutely stunned when you express how cute you think he is, how nice his hair looks, and he doesn’t know how to react so he just stands there and smiles at you like a complete idiot

loser!choso who drives home after the date and he genuinely can’t wait to get home to jerk off to the thought of you, so he pulls into an empty parking and pulls his pants down right there, tip already leaking precum when he remembers the way your tits were popping out of you dress

loser!choso who thinks the date went horribly wrong until you’re texting him the next day, already planning the next time you meet up, weirdly inviting him over to your place

loser!choso who is obsessed with titties (clearly) no matter what size. He imagines himself getting a hold of pair and just grabbing them, sucking them, it turns him on so bad

loser!choso who thinks nothing of going over your house until he gets his one wish, getting a hold of your tits in his hands, and he’s star struck, just groping, squeezing and without thinking he’s sucking on them

loser!choso who ends up losing his virginity a few minutes later with you bouncing up and down on his cock, pussy gushing around him. He’s in literal heaven and can barely think, brain turned to mush

loser!choso who realizes real sex is better than porn fairly quickly, and lets just say he becomes more obsessed with you than ever cause it’s so much more intimate when you’re holding him, praising him, calling him a good boy

loser!choso who cums in your pussy so many times that night, and the aftermath leaves him stuck in the same spot on your bed while you cuddle up to him and tell him how much you like him even if you’ve only known him for two days

loser!choso who now has his first ever girlfriend, his first everything with you and he can’t wait to brag to yuji about it because you’re absolutely gorgeous

loser!choso who shows you off on his social media despite the twenty followers that he has, he just want to show off his girlfriend to whoever he can

loser!choso who gets weird stares in public from other men when he’s out with you because he knows you’re way out of his league, but just to make them jealous he grabs you and kisses you in front of them

loser!choso who doesn’t develop a sense of fashion until he meets you, going to countless stores as you pick out outfits that’ll look good on him, and he won’t lie, you’ve done a very good job because he’s gained much more confidence in himself

loser!choso who goes on and on about his special interests and you sit there smiling at him, listening intently. He’s lowkey a nerd but you love it

loser!choso who hangs with no one but you, missing you constantly and randomly showing up at your house when he feels like you’ve spent too much time apart

loser!choso who wants to learn how to pleasure you more so he looks up videos on how to eat pussy and watches all the porn he can to study their movements, but when he tells you, you just laugh and say how silly he is, showing him a hands on tutorial, instructing him on what to do and what you like

loser!choso who constantly asks if he made you cum, poor baby doesn’t want you to go around unsatisfied so he doesn’t everything in his power to make you feel good no matter what

loser!choso who is (obviously) the quiet type, so he studies what you like and what you do by watching you and when he grabs your exact fast food order without you saying anything, you’re standing there confused and he’s looking down at you like “what?”

loser!choso who has a glow up because of you, and girls that have rejected him come crawling back into his life not knowing about you, so he just hits them with the “my beautiful girl who I love very much does not like you talking to me bye” and blocks them

loser!choso who is actually very sweet despite his awkwardness, he might look stand offish in person and act weird around others, but when he’s comfortable with you hes a different person

loser!choso who gets you anything you ask for, spending countless amounts of money on you even if you don’t ask for it, he just loves you so much he wants to show his appreciation in every way whether that’s spoiling you or making you cum

[justsomebucky]

Make a Move

Summary: Canon-ish. Reader’s best friend is the new Captain America. With everything around them changing, will Sam and reader have time to figure out what they really want?

Pairing: Sam Wilson x reader

Word Count: 2,148

Warnings: language, fluff, sarcasm, cute stuff, cheese, i’m a dork, sam is perfect ok, don’t be fooled by the dream man in this story bc he’s fictional.

A/N: This is my submission for my and @imhereforbvcky‘s #Cap2Challenge. My chosen prompt was “Excuse me, this is my moment!” Look Mee, it’s not late! AND IT’S NOT TOTAL AU!

“No.”

“Come on, you should just do it! Just go for it.”

“No.”

You made a face. “Why not?”

Your best friend of the last year and a half, Sam Wilson, mimicked your expression as he moved to the window, arms crossed over his chest. “Because I don’t want to, Y/N, that’s why.”

“Pepper had Maria send it directly to you, Sam. It’s for you. It’s super freaking cool, too. The least you could do is try it on.”

The two of you were arguing about the newest addition to Sam’s wardrobe: his own personal Captain America stealth suit, currently discarded on his bed after he received it special delivery that afternoon.

You moved closer to his bed, lifting the suit gently and smoothing it out so you could get a better look. It wasn’t exactly like Steve’s, but it still looked recognizable enough to be Captain freakin’ America’s getup.

“Look, I’m no Avenger, but –”

“Yet,” Sam interjected. “We’ve been asking you for months now. You’re here all the time, Y/N, you might as well just give in.”

“But,” you continued, “I can tell that this is both stylish and practical, probably something Tony had waiting, so you should just try it on. Just try it on, Sam!”

“You’re a bigger pain in my ass than Barnes sometimes, you know that?”

“You’re one to talk.”

He let out the most dramatic sigh of the day as he rested his head against the window. “It just feels like it’s too soon, you know? I don’t know if I’m ready for this. The shield already felt like too much, but Cap insisted…”

“Exactly, Steve insisted. He knew he wanted you to take up the mantle this whole time. And you trust him, right?”

“Yes.” Sam lifted his head and turned his eyes to you. “Of course I trust him. He showed up out of nowhere and changed my life. I feel like I’m finally proving my worth, you know?”

You held the outfit up. “Aside from the fact that you’ve been doing that this whole time, is it the suit? Do you not like it?”

“Nah.” He shook his head, moving to stand beside you as he reached for the surprisingly light material. “Suit’s fine. It’s a good look.”

“So, suit up! Bucky and the others are waiting for you to lead them.”

When he gave you another look, you gave him your cheesiest smile.

Sam ran a hand down his face. He never could resist you like that. “You really think I can do this?”

“I do. I believe in you. I’ve always believed in you, and it’s time for you to get it together, Cap.”

That seemed to help him. He matched your grin then, and with a final nod, he grabbed the suit from your hands and went to his bathroom to change. “Guess I’ll get ready then.”

“Be safe. I’ll see you when you get back,” you called over your shoulder as you left the room, not waiting for a reply.

---

It was a quick mission, but the media still caught wind of the newest incarnation of the Avengers making their first public appearance since Thanos was finally defeated.

Sam hated that name, the New Avengers. Everyone called them that.

They weren’t new, he’d amended. They were different.

Different pieces were in place to make up the moving parts, but there were big shoes to fill. Too many friends had been lost to death and retirement and in the case of Peter Parker (at least temporarily), high school field trips.

Plus, it just didn’t feel right to him. Without Steve on his right and all the faces he’d become so familiar with, he felt like he had to find his place all over again.

He never expected it to be at the lead.  

You couldn’t wait to see what your best friend could accomplish once he realized that this new different team was his just as much as the old other team was Steve’s.

He just had to see his incredible worth.

Sam Wilson had to step out of Steve Rogers’ unprecedented shadow and be his own version of Captain America.

Anyway, he had been all over every news channel wearing his new stealth suit and refusing interviews, despite all the reporters chasing after him and yelling questions to his retreating form. His eyes were alight and the expression on his face told you he was in all-business ass-kicking mode.

You were so damn proud of him.

“He’ll be back any minute. Are you going to finally tell him?”

Your eyes slid from the television to Wanda’s eyes. “He’s got a lot going on right now, Wan. I want him to have his moment.”

She rolled her eyes as she flopped down on the couch next to you. “He’s had his moment all over Barcelona, you just watched the broadcast.”

When you didn’t reply right away she glanced at you again, catching your big proud smile. You’d been smiling a lot lately, now that Thanos was gone.

“If the two of you don’t get your acts together soon, you might run out of time.”

Your smile instantly fell. She meant the slight chance of losing the person you loved. Wanda knew what that was like as well as anyone. “I know. It’s just not that easy. We’ve been best friends for so long, what if he doesn’t feel the same? Wan, I don’t want to lose him as a friend.”

“You’ll still be his best friend, Y/N. But now you’ll get the benefit of everything else about him. I mean, come on, you’ve seen him in that suit!”

Before you could reply, Bucky came trudging past, a towel slung over his shoulder.

“You’re back,” you stated, staring at him. He seemed to be in okay shape. The mission must not have been too hard on them after all.

“We’re back,” he corrected, raising his brows knowingly. “And Wanda’s right you know. You have to tell him.”

Your cheeks and ears lit on fire. “How much did you hear, Barnes?”

He stopped long enough to point to the door. “Enough to know that if you tell him how you feel, you have nothing to worry about.” With a final look, Bucky continued down the hall to his shower, leaving you staring after him in shock.

“See?” Wanda said firmly. “Time to go find your man.”

---

Sam had been so busy debriefing that he didn’t have time to talk to you for another hour after he returned to the new compound.

When he finally found you in the kitchens later that night as you searched for a snack to distract you, he looked a little tense.

You leaned against the counter, trying to play it cool. “Finally. I thought Maria was going to keep you in there all night.”

Sam let out a breath as he reached for an apple on the counter beside you. “Just had some loose ends to tie. It’s part of the gig now. I never realized how many damn reports Steve had to do.”

His proximity to you was making you nervous for the first time since you’d realized you were in love with him. He had already showered and changed and was back to just being your Sam.

He was though, wasn’t he? He was your Sam, your best friend…for now.

He could tell something was off about you, though. “Everything okay?” he asked, taking a bite of the apple.

You stared at his mouth as a little bit of the fruit landed on his lip. “Fine. You?”

“I’m great. I kicked ass today, Y/N. I wish you coulda been there, too. We’d make a great team.”

“You think?” Your eyes met his, and you were kind of surprised at the affection you saw in them.

Why it surprised you, you had no clue. He was always affectionate toward you…in a friendly way.

“I know so,” Sam said firmly. He set the apple back down, letting one hand rest on the counter beside you. “You gave me confidence. You helped me today and you weren’t even there, so imagine what we could do as a duo.”

Shit. He was so close, and he smelled so good, and…and you didn’t know if you could do this after all. Bucky and Wanda were gonna yell at you so much.

“A duo?” you echoed, as his words finally registered in the mush that was your brain. “There’s more than two people on the Avengers.”

“That’s not what I meant, Y/N, but you already knew that.” His dark eyes bore into yours. “Right?”

“Uh…”

“I mean,” Sam continued, somehow moving even closer, “I didn’t think it could be possible, but I’m feeling so damn good, you know? I think it’s possible now. And I fought my fear and won once today, so why not keep it going?”

“What are you talking about, Sam?” You kept still, eyes wide as you waited for him to get to his point.

“Y/N, I –“

“WILSON!” Bucky’s voice bellowed from the other room. “The game’s on!”

“Excuse me, this is my moment!” Sam yelled back, clearing his throat. He shook his head. “That man has no respect.”

Your brows furrowed a little. “Can you please explain to me what you mean by this being your moment? Didn’t you just have your moment all over Barcelona?”

The tension was killing you. Was he going to give you the just friends talk? Was he in danger? What the hell was happening?!

“My moment,” he repeated. “Well it’s not going to be as good as I imagined, but it’s me we’re talking about, so it’s still gonna be pretty good.”

“Sam…”

“All right, all right. I’m just gonna say it.” The hand he had resting on the counter moved to reach for your hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I love you, Y/N.”

“I love you too, Sammy,” you said, smiling at him even though he sounded like he was putting you firmly in the friend zone. If that’s what he wanted, so be it. “I’m so proud of you.”

His jaw clenched just a little. “No, that’s…it’s not what I –”

“HURRY UP SAM!”

He let out a grunt and turned his face toward the door. “Shut the hell up, man! I’m trying to woo my girl!”

It took about a half second for him to realize what he’d just said in front of you, and his eyes were wide as he looked back to see your reaction.

Oh, that’s what he meant.

He loved you.

Sam Wilson loved you. Sam Wilson loved you loved you.

Holy shit! That’s what Bucky was getting at earlier!

“What I meant to say was…”

“You love me?” you asked, wanting to hear it again just to be sure. “Like you’re in love with me love me?”

“I thought I accidentally made it pretty obvious.” He gestured behind him. “You know, when I just yelled that I was trying to woo you and everything. Was it not obvious? Should I start over?”

You finally let your big cheesy smile show. “Thank goodness. I was worried you would be too busy and too cool for me now that you’re Cap.”

“You were worried?” Sam lifted his hand to brush your cheek, and a different kind of fire spread across your skin. “Y/N, nowadays you’re the only person who doesn’t have to worry about that.”

“Oh?” Your smile faltered under his intense gaze as you silently prayed for him to just go for it.

His face somehow got even closer. You could see the lights of the kitchen reflecting in his wide eyes. “Yeah. I’ll always find time for you.”

There was no way you were reading his signals wrong. What was his deal? Was he waiting for permission? That’d be just like him.

Maybe he needed a push.

“Well?” You slowly slid your hands up his biceps to rest on his muscular shoulders. “Are you gonna make a move, Cap, or do I have to get Bucky to show you how it’s –”

Sam interrupted your question with the kiss you’d been waiting for.

You closed your eyes at the feel of his soft lips on yours, of his hand snaking around your waist to pull you a little closer. The tension you’d felt in his shoulders disappeared almost immediately.

Maybe some of the kiss was to shut you up. He didn’t want to hear about Bucky being anywhere near you in that way.

Mostly though, he just really really wanted to kiss you.

When he pulled back a beat later, you opened your eyes and smiled at his satisfied expression.

“How was my moment?” Sam raised an eyebrow at you. “Did my moves meet your approval?”

“Let’s hear it for Captain America,” you murmured, still beaming as he pressed his lips to yours again.

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Woooo!