#dark viral hit

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE MUNSEONG KIM HEADCANONS

Damn... it's UNFAIR that most of the characters from the Manga are so good looking😭 Those pecs though...😏

Honestly it would be quite difficult to even figure out if he really was a yandere or not. Though he doesn't really interact with people that much, he's the silent observer and mentally takes note of whatever is going on. Even if someone picks on you for something, a single death glare from him is more than enough to send them running in the opposite direction. Or the two of you could end up being paired up for a project or something together, he understands if you don't feel like working with him since apparently he's scary to the rest of the class because of his fighting skills. However he's surprised when you start talking to him brightly with a smile gracing those beautiful features of yours. He notices the gleam of excitement in your eyes shining and he can't help but think you look adorable

The two of you will end up hanging out and even as friends he's really over protective of you. He doesn't trust the city and it's people after the sun goes down and for a good and valid reason. For all you know, there could be drug addicts and organ traffickers lurking around somewhere round the corner of a dark alleyway which makes him paranoid for your safety which is why he simply HAS to drop you to your house. He won't rest till you text him and tell him you're in your house as well. Only then will he breathe and take it easy

He finds out about everything you love. Remember that book you've been wanting for a while? Guess who has a little surprise for you. He loves your hugs and any form of physical affection from you basically. Your touch is all he needs for him to be at peace and forget all his troubles. Of course, Bomi and Hobin will eventually find out about you and will encourage Munseong to pursue a relationship with you. Except he's a bit shy when it comes to his feelings for you. He's fine with stalking the living hell out of you and beating people up whenever they mess with you but confessing his feelings for you is something that makes him flustered and he gets red in the face which honestly, is quite adorable

The two of you will actually have a normal relationship. He likes the admiration in your eyes when he flaunts his muscles for you to see, everyone else in the gym can clearly see he's doing this for you. Logan Gracie is amused at his student's antics when it comes to you but will dramatically sigh and say something like "Ah, the joys of young love" which will just end up making Munseong even more flustered

Despite him being soft and caring around you, he maintains a tough exterior outside to protect you from anything that can harm you. No one has the guts to hit on you or flirt with you and if someone does so, they clearly have a death wish. He'll just wrap his arms around your waist and pull you closer to him and silently glare at the person till they get the hint to leave if they're smart enough and don't want their bones twisted in another angle

He loves cuddling with you and the moments when you run your fingers through his hair, he feels pure bliss at the tranquility and peace with you. He adores everything about you, there's no room for you to feel insecure about yourself because he'll kiss away all your insecurities and hold your soft hands in his rough large calloused ones and rub slow circles on your back while he gently kisses your forehead and whispers comforting things to you. It hurts and he feels like his heart is breaking when he gets to know that you feel insecure about yourself, you're perfect in his eyes and he'll proudly keep reminding you so everyday

He might start getting a little too possessive and over protective of you because deep down he's worried you'll find someone else and leave him. That paranoia alone is more than enough to provide him with thoughts of taking you for himself. At first he's disgusted with himself to even think of such things, you would never forgive him. However day by day, his insecurities keep eating away his confidence and he sneaks into your room at night and will take you to his place. He won't restrain you or anything, he can't bear to see you tied up like some kind of animal but at the same time, he won't let you leave either

It pains him to see you cry and he'll hold you and comfort you in his arms. He'll kiss your tears away and tell you how everything will be all right and he just wants to protect you and keep you safe. He'll understand if you're mad at him but he really cherishes you and wants to keep you safe. If you try escaping from him he'll just be hurt and his expression will change to that of a kicked puppy's. But he knows you're dying to go out again which is why he'll let you go out, provided you hold his hand and make sure you don't try escaping from him again

Would very much love to have a family with you when you're ready. He won't force you to do anything you don't want. He knows one day, you'll love him too just as much as he loves you which is why he's being patient. Patience is key after all and sooner or later, he's confident that you'll love him back

[putmeinmovies]

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I wear my red lipstick, got my make-up on, I'm Miss America, now I'm gone, baby, gone.

#MeCore💋

[artemis32]

Hello I saw your 244 imagine and I loved it and if your still taking requests because I wasn’t sure can you do one where his girlfriend is really shy sensitive someone he can easily manipulate but for some reason he’s really wants to keep her around idk this thought just popped up into my head 😆

Yandere 244 II

this probably isn’t exactly what you wanted but i hope you like it anyway :)) spoilers for 244 (his name and all that jazz)

Also I'm on a roll with posting these drafts, damn

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There are many possibilities for when and where you met him, but for the sake of this specific question, let’s say you’re on the run.

Jinho sees all types of people trying to flee to South Korea. People of different social statuses, genders, ages, races, anyone and everyone. 

All of these people have one thing in common - they aren’t good people.

Cheaters, liars, thieves, murderers, stalkers. He’s seen them all.

He’s long since past the point of caring about any of them. Why would he have to? He kicks them off the boat after they’ve served their purpose. And it’s not as if they can complain either. It’s him or the government, or worse, the people they try so desperately to run from.

So many different people have crossed his path, and all of them have faced the same fate. Inevitably, all of them end up the same way. 

All of them, except for you.

You were quiet. Reserved and withdrawn.

Not unusual in itself, plenty of girls your age were. Being self-conscious wasn’t strange. In fact, being hyperaware was a helpful trait to have in any scenario.

But it backfired. 

Being quiet and aware was fine, but it could easily be twisted into something darker. 

Anyone who knew you would say that you were shy, sweet and slightly anxious. Anyone who knew you would know that you could never do something like this. You knew you would never do something like this.

But all of the facts just happened to conveniently line up. Every last bit of evidence pointed to you.

Really, never in your life would you believe the fact that you were being considered as a murder suspect, but the facts didn’t lie, and apparently neither did the witnesses.

Regardless of whether you did it or not, you were in trouble.

And so, you were presented with two choices: accept the charges and go to prison for a crime you didn’t commit, or try and run.

You chose the latter.

The interest he takes in you is immediate and crippling.

Something about you is just so alluring - you're so sweet, so soft. Oh, he gets so worked up just thinking about it.

Now, if pressed, he wouldn't be able to tell anyone what exactly had drawn him to you in the first place.

Maybe the way you were so glaringly out of place on his ship? Many different kinds of people came to him, looking for an escape - thieves, beggars, murderers, terrorists, cheaters. You were clearly none of those things, all skittish and shy, saying please and thank you to a bunch of criminals with a smile.

He could have laughed if it didn't infuriate him.

Maybe he was drawn in by the way you cared so deeply for people you hardly knew. One of his men got caught in the lowering net and got hurt? You were there, tending to his injuries. One of your fellow stowaways got food poisoning, made worse by sea sickness? You were by his side, handing him water and kind words while you rubbed his back.

You were so kind. Too kind.

It made him sick.

He wanted you all for himself. No one deserved your kindness but him.

Or maybe it was the way you quaked and cried when they started throwing people overboard.

Yes, that must have been it.

Well, not quite.

While it was true that they threw the stowaways overboard, and you stood there, plastered to the cabin door, all shaking legs and wobbly lips, what piqued his interest more than all that was the fact that you never once begged for them to spare you.

There was something to be said for your pride.

You were terrified, that much was clear - but you didn't beg them to let you live, or plead with him on your knees. You lifted your head and accepted your fate, not even letting out a scream or whimper.

Truly, he couldn't decide in that moment if he loved or hated you.

Love, apparently, if the present day were anything to go by.

He liked dressing you in such small, scanty clothing. Really, the scraps of fabric he handed you when you arrived in his apartment could barely be called clothing at all.

Something about the way he stared at you made your bones itch. When his eyes followed you as you walked from the kitchen to the couch, the way his fingers prodded lazily at the thin fabric bunched up at your waist - you felt sick just thinking about it.

But that seemed to make him even more eager.

He always held it over your head - the fact that he provided for you, the fact that he chose to keep you safe and let you live.

Your clothing? He gave you.

The food you ate? He bought and prepared for you. Hell, he even fed you, as if you were a child. Though, you suspected that he did that only because he loved how flustered you'd become.

The bed you slept in? The house you lived in? The books you read and the hobbies you could enjoy peacefully?

Him.

You had it all because he gave it to you.

Because he cared for you.

Loved you.

The sentiment was lost on you.

What you hated more than his not so subtle manipulation though, had to be the way he taunted you when he didn't get his way.

He could be so cruel, commenting on how you'd gotten into this situation, saying that if you didn't start showing your appreciation, he might be forced to hand you over to the authorities.

That always made you cry.

But more than that, it made you pliant, willing.

For a while after he pulled that card, you wouldn't argue or fight back when he took what he wanted. That was his trump card, one that he didn't play very often, mainly because you'd be all teary and anxious for at least a few weeks after that.

But that's why he loved you.

You were just so fun to play with, to tease and work up and break down.

And the best part of it was that, at the end of it all, you'd still treat him so kindly. You'd still crawl into bed and cuddle up to him, still kiss him gently, just how you knew he liked it.

Because despite the fact that majority of your situation was his fault, you were grateful.

You were grateful that he'd taken you in and chosen to protect you.

He took care of you, and you took care of him.

And if you were to ask him why he did it?

Well, because he loved you, of course. And the things he loved deserved the best.

[robinpov]

꧁ ༺ 𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘩𝘦’𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 ༻ ꧂

[emisyuu]

when calla and lapis kissed i experienced extreme emotions i haven't felt since pak taejun teased us with a fake out of hobin x taehoon couple channel. I did not expect it to be shappic omg omg omg i never thought it was going to be canon i mean it was obvious but like daniel x jay is hella obvious like they were already acting like a couple but no they're just friends lololololololololololol they're relationship fucked me up. Maybe i'm just shocked because it's a manhwa but tbh we don't see alot of like plot oriented manhwas feature a main queer ship. We need more of that, like make them an official couple or acknowledge their feelings of gayness. Like KDJ and YJH are acting like they married and divorced with teen children be fr.

[ivyines]

my 2022 with webtoon

[bxx3printt]

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[lulamusic]

Listen now! Don’t text me - Lula

Ps… pls text me… wait, actually, don’t.

[almaryys]

me n some pretty pics

[havok777]

Album Cover For Rapunzel Free Zone by Massesect Turned Into A.I. Music V...

[digitalzombie]

Viral Hit (2024) is funny, but are the fights and dark comedy all there is to the series?

Viral Hit (2024) is based on the manhwa series, or Webtoon, that’s written by Tae-Jun Park and illustrated by Jeong-Hyeon Kim. The series is about a high school student named Ho-Bin Yu who often finds himself the target of bullies. But after a live-streamed fight against the cowardly “NewTuber” Ji-Hyeok Woo, one of Ho-Bin’s bullies, the pair become instant internet sensations. Motivated by…

[thefiery-phoenix]

YOU'RE SAFE WITH ME (YANDERE TAEHUN SEONG X READER)

It was a rare surprise for you to have a regular day without tests or any psychotic mafia bosses or gangsters attack you, courtesy of being a part of the Hobin Yu company. Though you could barely fight, you made up by being a good accountant who took care of the finances of the company. Everyone seemed to like you, even Taehun who initially kept teasing you about not knowing how to fight. You trying to insult him back with that pissed off look on your face was adorable for him, he felt it rather endearing to look at. Which was why to get a rise out of you and to see your bashful expressions he kept teasing you every now and then, much to your annoyance

You kept thinking about what to do after you went back home. You didn't have any test to prepare for and you had some spare time to kill before the meeting with the others. You then remembered the number of unread books you still had since the last time you bought them from the book fair and you set a goal in your mind for the day: To complete reading those unread books with a nice cup of steaming hot tea and some light jazz music. You plugged in your ear phones and continued to walk till you abruptly halted and gaped at the sight in front of you

'Construction work in progress' was the board you've come across as you were trying to go to go up the street as you groaned in annoyance. You had no choice but to take the other route from the back entrance to your apartment as you huffed in annoyance. While you continued to walk, the clouds became denser and a few moments later, it started raining. People around you scampered here and there to avoid the rain as you stared up at the sky with a slight smile on your face. You haven't felt peace like this in quite a long time and you wanted to savor every moment of it

While you were walking, you passed by a group of 5 men who looked a few years older than you. They were laughing among themselves as they huffed puffs of smoke from the cigarettes they held as you scrunched your nose in disgust at the stench of the cigarettes and the beer bottles strewn around. Nevertheless you thought of just keeping your head down low till you'd get away from them, however luck wasn't particularly on your side that day as they immediately started cat calling and wolf whistling at you, hollering lewd and degrading comments

You simply shut your eyes and gritted your teeth as you continued to walk faster when you were pulled back by one of the guys who grabbed your wrists. He leered at you unpleasantly which made your stomach hurl and you recoiled back in fright. "You too stuck up to accept compliments now huh? We'll show you what happens to stuck up little princesses like you~" he sneered as you stepped on his foot. He backed away in surprise as you tried to make a run for it before someone grabbed you by your hair

You let out a scream while a hand covered your mouth, muffling your screams. "You know what, she does have a hot body, I know plenty of clients would be happy to have this piece of meat here on their beds, after we have our fun with her of course" one of them spoke as you trashed around wildly for all you were worth. You remembered Taehun teaching you a calf kick as you tried to kick your captors calf which earned a hard slap on your cheek and a brutal punch to your chest. If something wasn't already broken, it was now and you felt like you heard something break as he punched you in the ribs

They dragged you to a building nearby where the construction work wasn't done yet as they bound you with ropes. No matter how hard you trashed around and flailed and screamed and begged them to stop, your pleas and cries for mercy fell on deaf ears as they touched you, groped you everywhere. A lingering feeling of shame and disgust formed inside you, ashamed for being weak and letting these heathens have their way with you. "Aww... don't cry, think of it as a little gift for you" one of them winked and mocked you

Your eyes were tired and dead, the emotion behind your eyes got diminished and was replaced with an empty look. Your hair was strewn across your face and your clothes shredded and ripped off from you as you lay on the ground with marks on your body to remind you of the act they've done. You didn't even have the energy to cry anymore as you simply sat there, lost for words. They left on their motorcycles after threatening you to keep this a secret. You knew you had to get back home, somehow, you were ashamed of facing people after what happened. Your esteem and pride was pulverized and shattered as tears welled up in your puffy red eyes

It was time for the meeting and you didn't attend it. Taehun frowned as he noticed you weren't in the room with everyone else. You usually loved these meetings and the only reason he attends them anymore is because of you. He loves the way your eyes light up with excitement whenever there's a new plan to be put in action or when you talk about something you're fond of. "I'll be back" Taehun simply announced as he got up from the couch and shut the door behind him as he switched on his phone to call you

His jaw clenched when you didn't pick up the phone. At first he thought that maybe you were with Munseong as his fists tightened till they became pale as his nails dug into his skin with rage. God, he hated and loathed that guy with every damn nerve of his. He took care of the other guys who dared to flirt with you by not so subtle threats and Taekwando kicks to the jaw, even Munseong. After sucking up his pride, he called him only to realize that you weren't with him which made him grow even more anxious

He called you at least 6 times by now and paranoia was settling inside his gut that something could've happened to you. He hoped that you were all right as he desperately checked for your location and the tracker indicated that you were at an abandoned building nearby. He wondered what the hell you could possibly be doing at a place like an abandoned building. He swallows the lump forming in his throat as he rushed to the building where you were located and his expression morphed into horror and concern at the state you were in

He rushed to your side and caressed your head gently. "Who TF did this to you.." he asked you with his voice breaking and quivering with fury as you sniffled and told him about what happened to you. Word after word, he found himself growing more furious than the previous moment as you described the atrocity that happened with you. 'I'll make those MFS pay with their freaking lives...' he thought as white hot rage coursed through his veins which provided him the adrenaline rush he required to take care of those scumbags who dared to do this to you

He was glad he found you in time, he didn't want someone else he cared for and loved to die like Do-Un. His heart pained as his eyes roamed across the scars on your body. He regretted not being there for you when you needed him the most as guilt started gnawing his thoughts. He lifted you in his arms after covering you with his jacket and took you to his house. He realized that he should have just taken you for himself sooner. This was an eye opening wake up call for him to realize that you clearly weren't safe out there, a little innocent lamb in the midst of hungry predators and wolves who preyed on people like you

He fixed you some food and after tucking you in his bed, he told you to get some rest and he kissed your head. "I'm sorry... You're safe with me now... I'll protect you, those MFS are dead.." he whispered softly as he waited till you fell asleep. He then tracked down the scumbags who did this to you and became the literal devil incarnate himself. "Normally I don't use iron rods when it comes to fights but I want to see you suffer" Taehun smiled menacingly as he continued "Do any of you have 500 Won?"

"This little-" one of them growled as he charged at him. Taehun simply swung the rod at his head as the guy fell on the ground, shuddering with the impact of the blow he'd received on his head. "Let me ask you idiots again, do you have 5000 Won?" Taehun asked once more as he kicked them and swung the rod wildly. He wasn't about to show these fools any mercy, they didn't deserve it anyway, not after what they'd done to you. He kicked them and swung the rod wildly till they were all bleeding on the ground and weren't even breathing at this point but he couldn't care less

He flung the rod down on the ground and rushed back home to you. He was greeted by his dad who had questions for him about the blood stains and the grime on his clothes as Taehun told him what happened. He expected his dad to chew him out and lecture him, what he didn't expect was his dad's gaze to harden and tell him that he did the right thing. He strode over to his room where you were still sleeping on his bed. He got on the bed with you as he pulled you closer to him and kissed your head lightly as he swore silently to protect you with his life from this point. This was like a wake up call for him as he realized he should have just taken you for himself sooner. He's willing to kill people for you and maybe after this, you'll understand why he won't be able to let you leave his house anymore. Don't worry though, you'll understand his love for you one fine day

[delightfulbatter]

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[risestarkiss]

✨The Fashionista✨

Rise Ramblings #234

While watching “The Clothes Don’t Make The Turtle,” I noticed something.

I found it interesting that Raph, Mikey, and Leo were content with Raph’s outfit choice until Donnie stated that he wasn’t “in love with it, ya’ know.”

Suddenly, Raph declares “I’m a disaster!” Albeit ridiculously endearing, it was a little strange to see his sudden shift from moderately content to absolute dissatisfaction. Huh…

Then, the disaster twins decide to help him out.

Take a note of their outfit choices.

Raph tries on all of these fits and more.

Donnie’s first choice is a mild “no.” Leo’s choice is a hard “NO.” (Not surprising, lol.) But then, the overwhelming consensus lands on Raph’s fourth outfit, which ended up being Donatello’s other pick for his brother.

So, in summary, Raph tried on his personal choice for an outfit, of which they rejected. Then, ultimately, Donatello picked out an outfit for his brother, and that pick ended up being perfect. Hmm…

Then I noticed something else. In this episode, we never get a Donnie “curtain reveal” moment, to our disdain. I mean, Raph, Leo, and Mikey got to try on several different outfits in order to get their brothers' opinions before landing on that “perfect outfit, you know the one.” All of his brothers got to shine. Why not DonTron?

Then it hit me.

The try-ons were to get their brothers' opinions and approval. And, for his brothers' choices, he was a major contributor in assisting them in pulling their looks together.

What if, bear with me, Donnie didn’t need the "curtain scene" because he was so confident in his fashion sense that he didn’t need to ask his brothers for help to pick out a great look.

…or they figured out how to break Hypno’s spell before he could get a “curtain reveal.” BUT STILL-

Look at his outfit choices in this episode. Some of his wardrobe changes were off-screen, but all of them were fire.

(I added the baseball cap pic because it makes me happy. I wish we'd seen more of that fit.)

To me, he makes some really smart choices for himself, pushing the envelope of what is expected and taking chances: an open collar with no tie for a “black tie” event, a beanie and spiked wristbands for their “gansta look,” no socks with loafers (a viral fashion trend that actually began in Africa) with old man slacks in his reclined pose. *muah* Chef’s kiss!

But Don’s fashion sense doesn’t just shine in this episode.

In “Reparin’ the Baron” the boys go to Draxum’s apartment. Leo and Donnie show up in some extra nice “Sunday Dinner” twin drip.

The gold is in the details. Everything Leo is wearing, Donnie rocks its compliment: for Leo’s round collar, Donnie’s is angled, for Leo’s blue shirt, Donnie��s is white, For Leo’s light slacks, Donnie’s are dark. Blah blah blah. It’s so good!

Look at the winter fit in Snow Day.

Again, Donnie is Leo’s perfect compliment. As a pair? Fire.

Donnie has “the eye.” I can go on and on with examples, but I’ve said all of that to say this…

In the future, we see that Donatello’s technology had major pull in the resistance. He had drone ships patrolling the skies. He built and designed Leo’s arm, Casey’s chainsaw-hockey stick, and Casey's mask. The list goes on…

But, when Donatello from the past see’s Casey’s clothing from the future, he says this:

We know about the “Genius Built” brand. We’ve seen that logo on all of his tech up to this point. But, here he didn’t just say “Genius Built.” He said, “Genius Built Apparel.”

“Apparel” is not a tech brand. “Apparel” is a fashion brand. Of course, tech is incorporated into the clothing, but still.

This means that past Donatello secured this trademark with plans of creating a fashion brand, comparable to the likes of Gucci, Ralph Lauren, or any other modern clothing brand, as a subsidiary of “Genius Built,” the tech company.

And why not? The evidence has been in front of us this entire time. He has a sharp eye for style, fashion, and trends. It is easily canon that he can sew. Splinter sewed their ninja garbs in “Insane in the Mama Train,” and there is a sewing machine in the house.

They already learned Ninjutsu through basically osmosis, so learning to sew is not too far-fetched.

And here it is, right in front of us, Casey’s entire ensemble, from mask, to weapons, to clothing, was made by Donatello in the middle of the apocalypse under the brand name “Genius Built Apparel.”

And that was just in the bad future. Resources were limited, they didn’t have access to much of anything in that broken world as they were survivors of a devastating Krang invasion. Yet, he created all of this.

However, now that they’ve changed the future, his future as a fashion designer is limitless. Think of what Donatello could produce with unlimited resources, unlimited technology, and unlimited creative freedom.

Tech genius. Clothing designer. Fashionista. Future Genius Built Apparel Owner and CEO. I’m sorry, but I have to call it...

Donatello Hamato of the present, of the bad future, and of the good future is a fashion icon, the likes of which the world has never seen. ○○○○

Update: I've decided to make this concept into a mini-comic series!

[kevjeanyves]

jean moreau going viral every 4-6 months among non-exy fans for being drop dead gorgeous…videos of him spitting out his mouth guard or adjusting his neck guard…videos of him yelling in angry french during the olympics…his interviews in front of the cameras where he’s quiet and awkward in the most endearing ways…6’4 with dark curly hair and a ridiculous amount of muscle…yeahhhh

and every time he goes viral for being beautiful, his fans are ready on twitter with threads like “jean moreau’s homoerotic friendship with exy legend kevin day” or “jean moreau and his boyfriend jeremy knox” or “jean moreau being best friends with neil josten”. then THOSE threads become hit tweets

jean moreau princess of everything you’ll always be famous

[simplyholl]

The Interview

Summary: After a talk show interview where secrets are revealed, things get heated in your dressing room.

Pairing: Rockstar Bucky x F. Reader

Warnings: Smut. 18+ Only. Minors DNI. Rockstar AU.

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A/N: Sebastian Stan as Tommy Lee has me in a chokehold. So this was born from my tatted, horny daydreams.

"Who is your celebrity crush?" The host of the Midnight Show, Chet Smith asked you. Your newest movie was a box office hit, so you had to do every talk show to promote it. To say you were exhausted is an understatement. Luckily, this was your last stop for today. This show was the most fun because Chet brought out all the celebrity guests together. At least you weren't by yourself answering awkward questions.

The other guests were Red Star, the hottest rock band at the moment. They went viral while playing at their local bar. An audience member threw a bottle at their lead singer, Loki and the whole band jumped off stage to fight. They were offered a record deal the same week.

They are known for their wild videos on TikTok. Women everywhere love them. Currently, they are squeezed on the small sofa with you for the interview. Bucky Barnes, their drummer sat on one side of you, his tattoos drew you in like a moth to a flame. You were doing your best to not stare at him the whole time.

The Odinson brothers, Thor and Loki were on the other side. Loki is the lead singer, his long, dark curls and piercing stare made men and women weak in the knees. Thor plays guitar and he is the band's himbo. He's a charmer, flirting with you the whole interview. Steve Rogers is their bassist, an All-American guy to balance the others out. He plays the part well, flashing his megawatt smile at the live audience. But you can tell there is a darker side to him lurking under the surface.

You consider Chet's question; your PR team warned you about questions like this. "Well, I don't really have one." You shrug your shoulders, as the audience begs for a real answer. "Come on, darling. I know you're lying." Loki smirks, reaching his hand over Thor to rub your thigh.

"If I go first, will that help?" Steve asks, being the helpful guy that he is. You nod smiling shyly at him. "Okay, but when it's your turn you have to be honest." He winks at you, and the audience goes wild. He answers one of your costars. You promise to hook them up later. You feel your cheeks heating up, suddenly embarrassed that you have to answer now.

Chet repeats the question, and you bite your lip, pointing beside you to Bucky. "My celebrity crush is actually this guy." Bucky looks ecstatic, high fiving his band members as they congratulate him as if he has won an award. Thor's answer is a pretty pop star who he had been spotted out with twice already.

Loki's celebrity crush is a famous author whose upcoming book features a main male character who looks suspiciously like him. Dating rumors swirled even though there was no proof, except for a few flirty comments between them on Instagram. When it's Bucky's turn he says you, draping his heavily tattooed arm around you. You smile, grateful that he lied to save you from public humiliation. You were sure he was going to say someone who didn't look anything like you.

You're already dreading what the headlines tomorrow had in store. You and Bucky cuddled up on this sofa would no doubt be on every website. You should have lied, you tell yourself. People will start shipping you, his fans would be saying horrible things about you. You should have said anyone else.

Red Star took the stage to close the show. They were playing their latest number one hit. The audience was on their feet, some girls were crying as Loki's sultry voice came over the speakers. You watched Bucky closely. He played the drums like it was his life's purpose. He tossed the drumsticks in the air, pointing to you and winking as he caught them. It was the sexiest thing you had ever seen.

When their set was over, Bucky walked toward the dressing rooms with you, stopping outside yours. "Thanks for saying I was your celebrity crush back there. I would have been so embarrassed if you would have said somebody else." He flips his hair out of his eyes. "You don't have to thank me. It was the truth." You tell him goodbye, feeling awkward about the whole thing. You turn to go inside your dressing room to change into comfy clothes before you go back to the hotel.

Thick fingers catch your wrist, pulling you back toward him. "I wasn't ready to tell you bye." Bucky's lips curl, the light shines on his nose ring, bringing attention to his face. When you look into his shining blue eyes, you realize you don't want him to leave either. You grab the sides of his leather jacket, pulling him toward you. His mouth is on yours instantly. He presses you against your dressing room door, his large body covering yours.

You tangle your fingers in his long locks, needing him closer. Bucky hungrily kisses down your neck, while one hand travels under your dress. He rubs his thumb against your soaked panties. "All this for me?" You whine when he rubs harder, your clit making contact with the silky fabric. You move your hips, lost in the moment.

Voices echo down the hallway, bringing you out of your horny haze. "Bucky" You whisper, trying to warn him so he has time to stop before they see you. "Shh. I got you." He moves his body, so he is blocking you from view. His fingers are relentless, dipping inside your panties. His rough thumb rolls over your clit, you bury your face into his chest.

"Oh my God, It's Bucky! We are huge fans!" A woman's voice comes from behind him. You aren't brave enough to look, so you keep your face hidden. "Thanks guys. I love meeting fans. So, what's your favorite song?" You try to pinch him so he will get rid of them, but he continues talking about the world tour they are about to go on.

He enters you with two fingers, curling them as you moan out loud. The women look around him, finally noticing you. "Is she okay?" The second one asks. "Yeah, she's fine. She just ate too much so she has a stomachache." His fingers caress your inner walls, thumb rubbing in small circles. The band in your belly snaps, arousal flooding his hand as you come apart. Your legs shake, and you hold onto his arm to steady yourself. You clench your teeth to keep from making noise.

"You better get her inside; she can barely stand." One of the women says. They tell you both goodbye, as Bucky leads you inside your dressing room. "You did so good for me, but I need more." You look at him incredulously. He just made you cum the hardest you ever had in your life in front of two strangers and that wasn't enough.

Your legs are still trembling as he lifts you onto the vanity. Your back hits the cool mirror as Bucky slides your panties down your legs. His hot breath tickles your thighs as he lowers his face, pressing kisses to your inner thighs. He takes his time, nipping your sensitive skin. He licks a lazy stripe up your center, avoiding where you need him most. His tongue sinks inside you, firm nose pressing against your clit.

You cry out, head falling back, knocking into the mirror behind you. It bangs against the wall, hard enough to rattle the pictures hung there. Bucky drinks every drop of you, moaning as you writhe against his face. His plump lips fasten around your swollen nub, sucking and tugging like he can't get enough.

Your shaking legs close around his head, trapping him as you ride out your high. You cry his name, not caring who hears you. Bucky lifts you, slamming you against the wall. He holds you with one arm, the other works quickly to bring his pants down. His cock springs free, pink tip leaking. You swallow hard, intimidated by his size. "You're so big." You shiver, anticipation putting you on edge. He holds you, lining your bodies up.

"You can take it." He snaps his hips up, slamming into you. You try to adjust as he stretches you, wiggling around to see if the stinging will go away. When it starts feeling good, your arms wrap around his neck, holding on as he pulls out, leaving the tip in. He thrusts back into you, bottoming out. You have never felt so full, he fills every inch of you. He sets a steady rhythm, every part of him feels like it was made for you. You pulse around him, your back hitting against the wall as he sinks impossibly deeper.

Bucky bunches your dress around your hips, thick fingers digging into your skin as he fucks you. You try to meet his thrusts, but you're too weak from the explosive orgasms he already gave you. You hold onto him as he uses your body, his ragged breath on your neck brings forth the familiar pressure in your lower stomach.

"You're doing so good. Fuck! You take me so well." He praises, moving your thigh higher up his torso. He holds it in place, tilting his hips. The new angle makes your vision blur as he deliciously drags against a place you were sure was a myth until this very moment. Your nails dig into the back of his neck as you shatter around him.

Bucky's thrusts grow brutal, taking what he needs from you. "Oh fuck" He moans as he spills inside you. For a moment, you just look at each other, trying to catch your breaths. Thankfully, he knows you can't stand on your own, so he carries you to the sofa. Your dress is still around your waist, arm over your eyes. You can already feel a dull ache in your stomach where he had been just moments ago.

"Do you mind?" Bucky asks, pointing his phone toward you. You narrow your eyes, not understanding. "You're just so fuckin' hot and I wanna remember this." He says, his meaning finally dawning on you. You nod, almost too tired to speak. He angles his phone camera toward you. "Fucking perfect." He examines the photo he just took before showing you.

Your hair is disheveled, giving you the appearance of being caught in a windstorm. Your cheeks are flushed, eyes blown wide with lust. The top of your dress barely contains your breasts. The bottom is by your hips, your exposed cunt glistening with his cum. Bucky set the picture as his phone's background. You protested because you looked like a mess. Bucky stopped your arguing with a kiss. "You know what you look like?" He asks, smiling wide as he turned his phone screen toward you. "What?" You cross your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling insecure. "Mine."

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