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ohkiyo · 5 years ago

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characters: shiratorizawa team and reader.

warnings: a bit of cursing.

word count: 3.6k

a/n: shoutout to cloud anon for giving me such marvelous ideas, each one you sent were all so funny it just made my day even better. I do hope you’ll like this one, I got a bit excited to post this, so please don’t mind the mistakes hahaha nor any of the grammatical errors. :D

music I listened to while writing this:

ようかい体操第一 | Dream5

morning smile | nom tunes

your happiness is my happiness | nom tunes

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“What’s the answer on number 4?” Yamagata scratched his head with his pencil, staring at his exercise paper on the table, the numbers not making any sense to him anymore. He could feel his fingers starting to hurt from the amount of times he had been pressing the buttons of his calculator, but he could still not find the answer he was looking for, the calculator’s screen displaying syntax error.

“It’s 126.76” Reon replied, not looking up from his own paper as he concentrates on his own set of problems. It had been easy, the first few questions were doable, nothing out of the ordinary, however, when he reached numbers 10 and above he swore the teacher was high when he made that exercise.

I mean, what’s the point of making a multiple choice question when the answer is not even in the choices.

“What? I thought it was 116” now Semi was starting to get even more frustrated, he was sure his answer was correct, he even searched up a tutorial on YouTube on how to solve that particular equation.

“You need to add the 10, not subtract it” Shirabu corrected, as Semi erased his current answer and started replacing it with the right one. Mumbling to himself how the fuck is calculus useful in the real world, you don’t see people adding a and b to buy a sack of rice, nor finding x to purchase fruits in the market.

Math is ridiculous; he hopes that whoever invented this shit suffers in hell.

“Let’s rest for now” Ushijima suggested, closing his notebook as he rested his pencil on top of it. Aware of just how everyone was getting stressed.

“Where did Satori go?” Semi looks around the room, noticing that the redhead had disappeared. “Taichi and Tsutomu too”

“They went out to go get food”

“They did?”

Yamagata nodded his head, lazily going through the books stacked on top of Tendou’s desk, most of them were manga that he had read and re-read, while the others were borrowed books from the library that he had never bothered to return.

There was a knock on the door, as Semi who was the closest, stood and opened it to reveal the people they have been looking for a while ago.

“We’re back!” Tendou announced cheerily, a tupperware in his hands as he entered the room, followed by Kawanishi, Goshiki and someone unfamiliar.

“Who’s that?” Shirabu pointed, raising a questioning brow at the person’s choice of clothing. An oversized sweater, shorts that reach below their knees and a swan patterned socks.

“What do you mean? That’s (Y/n)” you lift your hand up in a wave, the sweater’s long sleeve covering your own arm. A wide smile on your face, as you sat down on the floor along with them, Semi closing the door and locking it.

“What?”

No words left their mouth as they stared at you, you looked pretty convincing as a boy, the wig you wore accentuated your face just right. However, did Tendou really have you wear a wig that was an exact replica of Goshiki’s signature bowl-cut? Of all the millions of hairstyles he could choose from, really?

“Did you just smuggle her in?” Reon asks in disbelief. “How did you do it?”

“(Y/n)’s so small nobody noticed her” you swat Kawanishi with your sweater sleeve as he snickered, ruffling your hair before opening the bag you brought with you. Taking out different containers full of food, plates, chopsticks and other eating utensils.

“Where’d you get all these from? Did you order take-out?” Semi took a bite of the chicken strip, humming in satisfaction at the delicious taste, before taking another piece.

“(Y/n) was stress cooking again” Goshiki answered as he helped Ushijima clear the table, with you carefully placing the foods in the middle and Shirabu spreading the utensils on the table.

“Are you having problems with your academics again (Y/n)?” Ushijima inquired, pouring himself a glass of water as everyone situated themselves around the table, offering their thanks and serving themselves with the food you cooked.

“I have an oral recitation tomorrow and I’m worried I’ll mess it up” you replied, biting on your chopstick. “The subject teacher isn’t very nice either, I’m scared of her”

“Who’s the teacher?”

“Tachibana-sensei”

Hearing the familiar name, both third years and second years involuntarily shuddered. Memories of their days as her students resurface, the struggle they experienced trying to hold onto the thin thread keeping their grades up were a bit traumatic.

Tachibana-sensei was the kind of teacher that students hate the most, she enjoys giving surprises, surprise quiz, surprise recitation, heck, even her exams are a surprise. It’s rare for her to even give her students the time to fully study their material, and for those who were under her knows that when she does, she’ll be firing questions one after the other, until her students are unable to give her answers leaving her disappointed.

“May the gods be in your favor (Y/n)” Tendou clapped a hand on your shoulder as he gave you a sympathetic smile. His eyes silently telling you ‘You’re screwed’

Goshiki noticed the look of terror flashed on your face, your hand shaking out of pure nervousness as you almost spilled the food on your plate. Does Tachibana-sensei really have that kind of reputation? He never had her as his subject teacher in any of his classes, well for now at least, but he sure is thankful, he didn’t need that kind of problem in his first year of high school.

“Don’t scare her” Semi hits Tendou with a notebook, scolding him for scaring you as you now sat there frozen, your mind going through the possible outcomes that might happen tomorrow.

“You’ll be fine, don’t worry about it. You’re smart” Shirabu’s words of encouragement did help you relax a little, but the fear still lingered in your mind. You felt something prodding at your lips, you focused your eyes in front of you to see Kawanishi holding up a piece of chicken near your mouth.

“Eat first, I can help you with it later” He says in between mouthfuls as you open your mouth, accepting the food. Nodding at his offer.

You will worry about your demon of a teacher later, for now, you’re going to enjoy your food.

“By the way Satori, I saw this earlier” Yamagata pulled out a scrapbook from under the stacks of manga on the desk. The front cover is littered with stickers, and doodles, a very Tendou-esque kind of design.

"Oh that's where I’ve compiled the photos I took, I’ve just started so it’s not done yet" Tendou answered, watching as Yamagata opened the scrapbook, and going through the pictures. "Photography's my newfound hobby now"

"That photography workshop was only once, I didn't know you actually took it seriously"

"It’s a form of art Eita-kun" the red head held up a finger, going on and on about how it captures all the once in a lifetime moments we experience, and how pictures hold the memories they make together.

Tendou started getting sappy with his explanation, Semi had to shove an onigiri in his mouth to stop him from talking.

"Do you have a soft copy of these pictures Tendou?" Ushijima questioned, reading through the captions Tendou pasted around each photo. "I need a copy"

"I'll send it to you later Wakatoshi-kun"

"You have another one?" Shirabu held another scrapbook in his hand. "How many do you have?"

"I have three" Shirabu flipped through the pages of the one he's holding, noticing that most of the pictures were of the second years in the club, but majority of them were of him and Kawanishi.

"Where's the other one?"

Tendou patted around in his bed for a moment, feeling for the familiar hard bound of the scrapbook before he finally found it resting under his backpack.

"These are pictures of the first years" You became interested, peeking over Semi's shoulder as he flipped through the pages. "Oh I remember this one."

It was a picture of both you and Goshiki asleep inside the bus, your head resting on his shoulder and his head resting over your own. A jacket covering your bodies acting as a blanket. Below there was a text saying, The babies first away game.

"Tendou-san, we're not babies anymore." Goshiki reasoned but Tendou refused to agree to the first year.

"Oh hush, in my eyes you two are still babies." to emphasize his point, Tendou squished both your and Goshiki's cheek. Grinning at the pout now resting on your face. "See? Just adorable!"

"You're playing favorites, you know" Reon watches as Tendou continues to coddle the two youngest members in their group. The both of you trying to get away from Tendou refuse to let go.

Semi flipped to another page, this time there was a picture of you and him. Both of you standing near the grill as he teaches you how to properly cook meat, while you eagerly wait by the sides, all the while watching the meat being grilled on top of the fire. Eyes almost sparkling at how mouthwatering it is. At the bottom another caption was written, baby’s first barbecue.

"I think I found my new favorite" Semi looked up from the photobook he's holding, to Tendou still gushing over Goshiki and (Y/n). "Satori, send me a soft copy of this one"

"Roger!"

Finally, after almost thirty minutes both you and Goshiki were finally able to push the red head away as you all clean up the dirty dishes, throwing away the plastics and food crumbs into the trash can. Then resuming to their study session.

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The next day, morning practice was starting a bit later than usual so the gym was still half empty, the only occupants were the regulars who decided to come early and do their own pre-practice warm ups. Semi was doing his usual jump serves with Yamagata receiving the balls to practice more on his digs. While on the other net, Shirabu was practicing with Goshiki after some begging from the first-year’s side.

You watch as Semi spins a ball on his hands, licking his lips, something he does whenever he’s trying to pinpoint where he wants the ball to land before throwing it in the air and jumping. Cringing at the sound of his palm colliding with the ball and watching as Yamagata runs to receive it.

“That was by the line!” your eyes went wide in awe, running to retrieve the ball and jogging back to Semi’s side of the net. As Yamagata let out a sigh wiping his sweat with his shirt.

“That’s the kind of serve that will annoy you the most”

Semi bounce the ball a few times, before pausing and turning to you. “Do you want to try (Y/n)?”

You nodded your head, eager to learn from one of the best servers in your team. You always find them very cool whenever they do those awesome spikes and jump serves. To you, they look like they’re flying whenever they jump so high, you were feeling a bit envious about it.

Standing beside Semi, he explained to you how to angle your hand properly and the timing of when to hit the ball.

“What’s your dominant hand?”

You lift up your left hand and said “This one”

“Oh? You’re a lefty [1] too?” the both of you turn to look at the ace to see that he had started listening as well “Just like Wakatoshi”

“Try doing a normal serve for now” standing by the service line, you readied your position, as Yamagata took a receiving stance at the other side of the net.

“Give it all you’ve got (Y/n)-chan!”

You nodded your head, throwing the ball, watching it before hitting it with your hand as hard as you can, which was a lot for a newbie. Yamagata dove to get the ball, the object bouncing off his arm and shooting off to the side.

“One point for (Y/n)!” you heard Tendou’s voice from the other side of the gym as Semi applauds your good work. You started feeling giddy, hitting that ball was so satisfying you feel like the stress you were currently having this morning was starting to ease just a little bit.

“Do it again (Y/n)-chan!” Goshiki’s voice reached your ears as he abandoned Shirabu, who let out a sigh of relief, finally able to take the rest he had been wanting.

“How about a jump serve?” Ushijima suggested, as he too walked to your group, now interested in your new found talent.

Semi twirled the ball in his hand, biting the inside of his cheek. “That one’s a bit tricky Wakatoshi”

“She can do it” Ushijima turns to look at you as Goshiki keeps on slapping your back, getting excited for some reason, and honestly, you were excited as well. Ushijima rarely shows this kind of interest, so for someone who only learned the basics of volleyball through reading the manual and watching it, it was a shock for you.

“Can I?” you ask, your eyes sparkling “It never hurts to try”

Now, with you looking at him like that, how could Semi say no? you just look so cute he really has to stop himself from pinching those cheeks of yours.

“Alright, but I think Wakatoshi can teach you better” Semi threw the ball to Ushijima who nodded his head, wordlessly taking his position at the serving line. You watch how he handles the ball, you don’t even know if there’s a difference with righties serving compared to the lefties, but you paid attention anyways. Watching him run, jump and hit the ball as hard as he can.

Semi just sighed, Ushijima didn’t even say anything, he just did what he normally did. As if expecting you to learn something from it. But then again, Ushijima did the same thing to Goshiki once when the first-year asked how to improve his line shots, he can’t judge too soon.

Bouncing the ball a few times, you threw it in the air watching as you slowly run before jumping and serving it to the other side, the ball hitting the back line.

“Two points!” Everyone cheered for you, the others sporting surprise looks on their face. Jump serves were very hard to do, most would normally be hitting the net or the ball going out of bounce. But you, just one look at a live sample and voila, success.

“Do it again, (Y/n)-chan! This time I’ll make sure to receive it!” you grin at Yamagata’s challenge, doing the same thing you did the first time. You hit the ball with the hardest one you could muster. Watching as it spins fast, going past Yamagata and narrowly hitting Coach Saito in the face.

The coach blinks, frozen on his spot as he silently thanks whatever deities that decided to grace him with their blessings. Everyone was quiet, shocked at what just happened. He turned his head, his eyes scanning whoever was the culprit of his near death experience only to see you standing at the service line.

“I-I think that’s enough for now” he cleared his throat, tucking the clipboard he’s holding under his arms “Let’s prepare for practice”

You all nodded your head, gathering the stray balls and tossing them into the basket, mopping up the sweat that dropped on the floor as the rest of the members started piling into the gym.

Practice went by pretty fast, Coach Washijou had to cut it short because exam week was approaching and according to the school rule book, extracurricular activities must be shortened in order to give the students more time to study.

They were currently having their post practice snacks, filling their hungry stomach with some delicious food as they rest their body. Practice may have been short but it doesn’t mean Coach Washijou made it easy, in fact, he made it even harder.

You were sitting cross legged on the floor, finishing up the notes you were writing earlier, sipping on a juice box you brought with you while your other hand moved across the white pages of your notebook.

Seeing as your pen was running out of ink, you placed your juice box on the floor then reaching over for your bag to retrieve another one. Just as you were about to take another sip of your drink, it slipped from your grasp, landing on your lap, its contents spilling over your notes.

“Motherfucker” you were too focused cleaning yourself up that you didn’t hear Semi’s dramatic gasp, the curse that left your lips was foreign to his ears as he had never heard you say such a vulgar word before.

“Uh-oh”

Those who were closest to the door quietly slipped out, they knew what was coming next, and they’re not going to be a part of it. The coaches watched from the sidelines as Semi started lecturing them about their choices of words, reminding them that no swear words allowed in the presence of the first years.

Washijou-sensei shot his assistant a look, eyebrows raised “It was you, wasn’t it?”

Coach Saito sheepishly scratches his cheek, as he remembers how the swear word left his lips yesterday when he hit his hip at the side of the table. Not realizing that you were standing outside, ready to give to him the report he requested.

He didn’t even know that such a thing was forbidden within the club, he quickly reminded himself to watch his language the next time the first years were around, he doesn’t want Semi going all mama mode again.

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Lunch was spent eating together in the cafeteria, sitting at their usual table as they enjoyed the break from their tiring classes. Although the dining area was pretty rowdy, it did serve as a distraction from whatever their teachers prepared for their afternoon sessions.

“Today’s korokke has shrimp in it” Tendou took another bite of the fried dish, the food still hot and fresh. “Yummy”

“But…” Kawanishi started, his eyes shifting over to you as you munch on your own piece of korokke “(Y/n)’s allergic to shrimp”

The table went quiet as they all looked at you, they didn’t know that, why didn’t you tell them?

“Oh my god, her allergy is reacting” Semi stood up from his seat as red dots started to appear on your face, you gave the remaining korokke to Goshiki as you scratch your arm, your whole body feeling itchy.

“Let’s take her to the infirmary”

They quickly led you to the nurse’s office, the red dots that were just around your mouth had now spread all over your face. Looking as if you had just contacted chicken pox.

Thankfully, the nurse was still in her office when they arrived so you were immediately given some medicine to stop your allergy from becoming worse.

“You’ll have to go back to your room and take a rest for the rest of the day, then come back tomorrow again so I could give you another check-up. Alright?”

She handed you the excuse note for you to give to your teachers the next day as you stood up from your seat, thanking the nurse then exiting the room to see that the boys had waited for you outside.

“So, what did she say?”

“I’m excused from my classes this afternoon” you showed them the paper the nurse gave you. Shirabu reading through what she wrote, Kawanishi reading the paper’s contents from over his shoulder.

“I need one too”

“Why? are you sick?”

“No, I just want to skip class today”

Semi sighs at what the middle blocker just said, if anything, Kawanishi was definitely the laziest among them all. Always looking for ways to avoid any activities he finds energy consuming, Semi was quite surprised Kawanishi had not tried sending their coach a fake medical certificate just so he could skip practice for a few days.

Oh wait, he did, and he got away with it.

“You look like a tomato” Goshiki pokes you on the cheek, the redness slowly fading but your face still slightly swollen. “Tomato-chan~”

Tendou grinned at the cute nickname, tomato-chan? He was so going to start calling you that from now on.

“Oh wait (Y/n), let me take a picture of you first. This would be a great addition to my scrapbook” Tendou patted his pockets for his phone but he felt none. “Eh?”

“What’s wrong?”

“I think I left my phone in the cafeteria” Tendou answered, slipping his hand inside his pockets for good measure, but the device was nowhere to be found. “Reon let me borrow your phone for a bit”

Reon shook his head “I left mine in the cafeteria as well”

“What?!” Tendou turned to look at the rest of the members as they too shook their heads.

You chuckled, patting his back “Guess there won’t be any funny photos of me for the time being” you started walking away waving at them. “See you tomorrow”

They waved back as they went back to the cafeteria, until a phone ringing cut through the silence. Ushijima stops in his tracks, fishing the phone from his pocket as he realizes that he forgot he brought it along with him the whole time.

“Wakatoshi-kun, why didn’t you tell me you had your phone with you?”

“I apologize Tendou, do you still want to take that photo?”

They turned their heads to the direction you left but you weren’t there anymore. Tendou’s shoulder slump, the opportunity to finally have a derpy picture of you gone and would probably be far into the future.

Yamagata just let out a laugh. “It seems like the goddess Kichijoten [2] favors (Y/n) more than anyone else”

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[1] I’m a lefty so yeah, self promo I guess lol.

[2] she’s the Japanese goddess of beauty.

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu oneshot #ushijima wakatoshi #semi eita #tendou satori #yamagata hayato #oohira reon #shirabu kenjirou #kawanishi taichi #goshiki tsutomu #shiratorizawa

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natromanxoff · 5 years ago

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Just while I was explaining to someone that I am reluctant to talk much about my history with @debdarkpetal because I don’t want to talk much behind her but I should be talking to her instead, I have been blocked. They have asked me many questions on DM but I didn’t want to give many details and I have been blocked. I don’t know why people who preach about good behaviour does the exact same opposite.

Secondly, I am making this post publicly again because some people had already attented to my, representing some other people’s opinions too, conversation with her and I mean both hateful anons and the ones who meddled in with that. Also, I keep getting judged about it but I remember the post ‘credits to owners doesn’t mean anything’ but anyway, I’ll forget that, it’s in the past.

Deborah, dear, you tell me that I don’t believe you but it’s all because I couldn’t have gotten answer to my questions. You tell me that you’re bullied everyday. Please tell that publicly, at today’s post or any other post of mine, have I ever insulted you or do you I send you things everyday? You can not say yes to this. Didn’t I protect you when other people sent you hate? I exactly did it because I don’t condone it. But when you keep saying ‘getting bullied’, ‘bad stuff in your life’, ‘fragile state of mind’, doesn’t it make me look like I am a bad person?? You tell that you are getting accused of something you aren’t but isn’t it the same thing for me? Let me tell you the closest experience, I am literally trying to stay alive after the last earthquake I have been through and now I am just uneasy because I don’t know if it reoccurs again or what I would do because I have been watching dead people’s news for the whole week. But I don’t and wouldn’t mention these at any of the arguments because that’s not how we will solve this. This just provides defense.

You also tell me again that my mutuals block you. I frankly don’t know how you know whom I am mutuals with because you can’t know who I follow. Again, hate. I can’t really imagine causing you to receive such a big hate because I don’t appeal to such a wide community of people here but I am going to say it again, as I have always done: PEOPLE DO NOT SEND HATE, DO NOT!! But it’s just not nice of you to accuse me of these terrible things.

The last thing is, you don’t know that if I will call out IG people or not. In fact, I have already done a post about IG users and have talked about baileyminofans in the past, will talk too. But nevermind, really, the main point here is the constant reblogs, magazines, etc. I am not giving many details here, you already know them. Because we have talked before. I am just telling that instead of saying ‘leave me alone’, you can just think through what causes us to speak up and stay away from it. After that, when you show all the effort, if someone still talks about it, then they will be extremely wrong. That’s what we all are going to do and it will end. Believe me, I don’t want to get involved either but I have to say when I get upset about something. Here is a place where I relieve from stress too but I keep seeing things that tries my patience. And nobody will initiate, if I don’t talk out. This is how we solve problems but somehow, it doesn’t work out! Somehow, when I tell what upsets me, I get to be the bad one. We should be free to talk about our opinions, everybody will say that, but when I do, they criticize me. Maybe this situation just taught me that I will not do it again.

So I am just saying that, I won’t talk about this anymore - OTHERS, YOU DON’T EITHER -. If it never works out, I can’t do anything anymore. We’ll just do our own thing and get annoyed or bothered on our own but don’t do anything. As I said, if it doesn’t happen, it won’t. Let’s just move on from this... You can just make a post, rather than reblogging this, about we talked and I say that I will not tolerate any hate and pin it or something, maybe that will keep them away.

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flying-elliska · 5 years ago

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that said, of course calling David an abuser etc. is wrong. I agree with that, but saying that he didn't do anything wrong is, well, wrong. he's an adult, she is a child who had her almost entire fandom turn on her when she was worried about the actors. she later had her favourite actors call her disgusting and a piece of shit for said worry. also, everything they said was being said by the actors in those videos. it was not her/their fault that those videon weren't the entire story 2/idk

furthermore, I wanna reiterate that I mean no disrespect. but we are allowed to criticise the shows we watch. skam and the skam france fandoms do that more than any other fandoms out there due to the nature of the show. we’ve been doing it since 2016. we’re allowed to criticise shows who make ableist actions (basing this on what my followers who are how or deaf on twt have said). by doing that, that criticism often falls on the creators, because who else? 3/idk

anyway, I really hope u believe me when I say no hate hahhaha. your post just didn’t entirely sit well with me as a bipolar person who’s had to distance myself from skam france due to their handling of that storyline, and in fear of what they will do in the future. and as someone who saw a 14 year old girl get death threats. did u also know an account with 27k followers a circulating a “block list” of accounts to block on twt because they criticised a show? yeah, it feels 4/idk

like the skam fandom is turning into a cult and it’s very harmful and toxic for a lot of people’s mental health. adults (because 90% of the accounts I saw bullying them were women 25+) bullying children over a tv show that is specifically targeted towards teens is scary to see. not saying u can’t enjoy skam if you’re an adult, but they should realise that that’s not the target demographic. as a last thing, yeah, a creator can’t confront all criticism 5/idk

a creator must realise that if he or she is making a show targeted to teens handling high school plot lines, the first priority should be to make sure that part of your supporter base or followers are safe within your fandom. david could have adressed the bullying without addressing the criticism. that’s where I believe he was wrong. anyway, I really hope I didn’t come off as rude!! and I hope u read this all the way through hahaha. have a nice evening!! 6/idk(6)

Hey anon ! Don’t worry, you don’t come off as rude ! I’m not exactly sure of what your point is, though. Most of David’s posts lately were about discouraging the bullying, from what I’ve seen. From how I understood his posts, that was the main reason he spoke up. And I think he had a right to say that there is a tendency to overreact on social media, which we should all be more aware and mindful of.

Some fans’s behavior is really fucked up, especially when they are older, they should know better, I think we can agree on that. There is zero excuse for sending death threats or any sorts of threats. Also that this fandom should be better at both producing and tolerating constructive, nuanced criticism. I saw a lot of Deaf people say they really, really liked the representation this season, and that it was disappointing how people swept it under the rug because of the love drama. Maybe some other Deaf people disagree. There should be a space for a healthy discussion of that and for people to listen more. I’ve been pretty damn critical this whole season so I really believe it when I say criticism should have a space. But there is a difference between criticizing a fictional show and attacking people.

Everyone involved in setting up the rumors surrounding drama should have checked their facts before spreading them, because those accusations are extremely severe, truncated interviews or not (that said the person who edited the interview like that really should have known better). This is not like criticising a plotline, it’s about real people. Also being worried about someone doesn’t give you a pass to insult their friends on their behalf. A friend sent me this info when it first broke out and I waited to know more because it sounded super iffy and heavy and I believe that’s an attitude more people should cultivate instead of jumping into the fray and reacting right away. No matter their age - if they are too young to be held accountable, they’re too young to be on the Internet unsupervised - but nobody deserved a wave of hate either. In general there should be a lot more compassion in a fandom that prides itself on valuing love and understanding.

The thing is, in the end, I don’t believe David is responsible for what the fandom does. The fandom is an autonomous phenomenon separate from the show. His job and that of his team is to create a TV show. He’s not there to be the community manager, fandom police, or babysitter and constantly manage everyone’s expectations and emotions. I don’t think it’s possible for him to know everything that is going on in the fandom and it would be disturbing if he did. Jumping in to correct the fandom’s problems would feel very invasive. It’s not his place - it wouldn’t be doable anyway. He can’t be seen picking sides or telling off people, it would only create further drama and hate. This is another version of the security/privacy/freedom dilemma, and you can’t solve everything by just putting a big guy in the room that tells everyone else what to do. This is something that the fandom is going to have to solve on its own, if it ever does.

In the end could he have handled certain things better ? Sure, but there is honestly no easy way to adress these sorts of dynamics, it’s hella complicated, social media draws the worst out of everyone, and personally I really think the team is trying their best to juggle all the fandom’s contradictory expectations. Seriously the things I’ve seen go around on twitter are just really, really awful and I have no clue how I would personally react if it was adressed to me - maybe a lot less gracefully than they have done. Maybe they should set some clearer boundaries and should have spoken up earlier about the bullying but… idk. If you have any other specific ideas of what should be done…I’m all ears.

Of course like…I personally tend to keep to my own little corner of the fandom, on tumblr and with my friends in chats, and I blocked a loooooooot of people, so I don’t see everything that is going on and my view is limited. But it would be nice if we were a little less focused on slinging blame around.

#skam france #fandom culture #skam remakes

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pocmuzings · 6 years ago

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rpc... it’s time we talked about this... honesty hours / days in group rps

i want to start this off by saying this is NOT just up to the admins to take care of, and i actually hate the idea that admins will SPECIFY that in order to receive anons you should send some out and its still ignored.

tldr for what im about to say: yall fucking SUCK at honesty hours/ honesty days

the last four BIG group rps i’ve been in have had honesty hours / honesty days. this is SO much fun and so amazing, and it can create such a laugh, or character development, or even just a lightness to the rp!! i highly encourage and adore honesty hours / honesty days!!

in all four of these rps, the majority of anons i’ve see on the dash have been... from myself. i’m not tooting my own horn or anything, but no joke- i hate anybody feeling excluded and will go onto so many different accounts, and spam out to AS MANY PEOPLE AS I CAN questions, because i think everybody else will do the same. maybe i have high standards. but how fucking disheartening and just SAD is it to see, that everyone seems to be putting up links, begging for questions, and the only anons / qs i see are ones I’VE SENT OUT because nobody else is sending anybody questions.

to put it plainly, y’all are fucking selfish when it comes to honesty hours and honesty days. you will put up your own links, and then just la de da, skip off into the sunset and expect your box to be filled, but not send anything to anyone, or send two qs out to your friends or a muse you find hot.

this is AWFUL. it makes me SO FUCKING MAD.

now i totally get that real lives can get in the way, or being mobile can be really hard to see whos posting what, and when... but if YOU ARE PUTTING UP A LINK, ASKING FOR ANONS, THE LEAST YOU CAN DO IS SEND AT LEAST YOUR HOURLY LIMIT OF TEN ASKS OUT IN RETURN. thats all!! i’m not saying you need to spam out accounts like i do, or wait until the hour refreshes and then go again. i’m just saying, we all in the rpc need to get better at this. we need to send out things instead of just asking for things all the time. it is NOT the admins job to remind us to give out questions in order to receive some. we are not in kindegarten and learning how to share. do NOT put up a link to ur inbox if u are not willing / able to send anything in return!!

I KNOW YOU MAY ASK- but g, its so hard to think of qs! or- this person only just joined the rp! i don’t know anything about them, so what on earth would i send them? YOU ARE RIGHT TO ASK THESE QUESTIONS!!! coming up with questions can be so hard. not every one of them needs to be super serious and character hitting. you can send something dumb like ‘what are your five fave songs at the moment?’, or if you REALLY can’t think of anything, i highly recommend just looking over HERE. there are so many questions. you can literally just copy and paste any q from that tag, and send them to people. IT’S THAT EASY!!!

if you want qs, send some out. i’m sick of being the only one actually sending qs out in group rps, and i’m sure many others feel the same way about group rps THEY’RE in. i’m sick of spamming and spamming, and coming back to my inbox to one question in return. y’all will happily and greedily take anything you can, but you won’t ever return the favour, and this needs to change. the rpc has a lot of problems and issues, but i’m hoping this is at least ONE (1) we can actually work on solving without too much discourse.

#im pmsing hard thats why im so mad #but u know what im mad always abt this #rph #rpc #idc how ''''aggressive'''' or rude i sound #if u get up in arms abt this its probably bc ur one of those jackasses that doesnt send any qs to anyone #but wants a whole inbox of qs in return for doing jackshit #rant #rants #this got long for something thats so easy to explain #but apparently yall are fucking toddlers

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imagine-organization-xiii · 6 years ago

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Odd quirks, tidbits, or facts for the 13 that nobody believes, but still seems fitting.

Thank you for the ask, anon! Feel free to send in more!

Xemnas

Actually intimidated by a lot of things he encounters, but is fantastic at faking confidence.

Believes in ghosts, but he’s not sure if that’s because he’s haunted by his own past or if it’s a belief in actual spirits

Xigbar

Almost always two steps ahead of everyone else; basically, the genius playing the part of an ignorant asshole

Such a damn people pleaser. Always tries to get on the good side of whoever he thinks is going to win a war

Xaldin

Snorts when he laughs, but does it so rarely that no one believes it actually happens. Has a fairly nice laugh, if you’re lucky enough to hear it. It’s the kind of laugh that is entirely too contagious and you always find yourself laughing along with him

Loves dancing but is absolutely terrible at it. Totally the person that will step on your feet and lie about it

Vexen

Has a stamp collection that he’s been hoarding for almost eight years. He’s very proud of it, but won’t show it to anyone because he’s afraid they’ll damage some of the more special and pricey stamps

Extremely superstitious, but in the worst way possible. Zexion once opened an umbrella inside the castle and he nearly had a heart attack

Lexaeus

Talks in a baby voice to animals. Loves puppies and kittens as much as anyone, especially when they’re tiny enough to hold in the palm of his hands.

His Somebody was surprisingly religious. Some of his religious habits from his old life tend to bleed into the new one. For example, he sometimes finds himself absentmindedly murmuring an old prayer before bed.

Zexion

Ambidextrous, but no one knows it because he predominantly writes with his right hand instead of his left.

Very forgetful, so he tries to write any important information down on paper where he’ll definitely see it. Makes lists like a pro and definitely has a day planner that he writes in religiously.

Saix

Sometimes when he wakes up at night after a nightmare, it’s difficult for him to bring himself back to the present, which leads to weird hallucinations about him being in places from his past.

A surprisingly fantastic cook, but he can’t bake to save his life. He’s especially talented at making different types of pasta.

Axel

Was afraid of fire for a long time during his childhood, but forced himself to get over his fear. There’s still a twang of hesitation every time he uses his powers.

Has handwriting that is basically illegible

Demyx

Knows next to nothing about science, history, literature, etc., but is surprisingly good at math. Can solve fairly difficult problems in his head with little to no effort, but has trouble doing math when counting on his fingers

Not as terrible a liar as one would think. Actually so good at lying that the other organization members think that he’s bad at it.

Luxord

Germaphobic and Obsessive Compulsive. Almost fully obsessed with cleaning and personal hygiene. Has trouble sleeping If his belongings aren’t in their proper places or if something in his room is dirty

Carries a pocket watch like a true English gentleman; fiddles with it when he’s thinking.

Marluxia

Obviously Marluxia is fantastic with plants, but he absolutely HATES insects, which makes it very difficult to deal with his plants appropriately. Especially when bees are involved; he’s highly allergic.

Can’t help but look in every mirror he passes, just to check and see if his hair looks nice.

Larxene

Really good at sleight of hand; could be a pickpocket for her profession if she truly wanted to be

Sings in the shower. She’s actually pretty good.

Roxas

Xion once made the Sea Salt Trio friendship bracelets as a joke. Axel and Xion have lost theirs, but Roxas still wears his sometimes.

Literally laughs at everything. He can’t help it, but he’s gotten good at hiding it over the years. There’s some reflex in him that makes him want to laugh even if it’s an awkward situation.

Xion

Xion is extremely empathetic, to the point where she hates meeting new people because she always feels bad when/if something happens to them.

Loves fiercely and without remorse. Has difficulty fighting for herself, but could probably kill for those she loved.

#organization xiii #organization xiii imagines #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts headcanons #organization xiii headcanons

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herushingu · 7 years ago

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Long thing. Suuuuper super long thing about doing your idea even if youre scared to... Hellsing fandom positivity and a "new" Alucard (someone has to have done it before, but...)

But long ass post. FUCKIN LONG. "Keep scrolling cuz its gonna keell you" long!

Okay... I harshed on myself some for this, and even more for making this post, just cuz... what DON'T I harsh on myself about? ^^; I mean, I was making a Hellsing positivity sideblog and I could just make the blog and NOT make this post, right? I mean, a stupid post talking about it, just make a short promo post and don't waste anyone's time, right?

I just keep thinking about others who feel similar as me, and I know how validating it is to read someone else having same thoughts... I don't think anything I do will have any horribly great impact, and in a POSITIVE WAY no less (in fact, I'm stunned when ONE person says I've made their day better... like, are they high at the time or did they dial the wrong number??) but on the chance it can help one person just a tiny bit, it's one drop in an ocean that's made up of tiny drops. It's always a straw ("a small thing") that breaks the camel's back.

Yeah

I've had an idea for a Hellsing positivity blog for a while now and a couple days ago set about getting things ready. Yesterday morning, though, I got a different idea, realizing it was just what was lacking from the previous idea. A general positivity blog is fine and good, but there was something distant about it somehow. Then yesterday as I was driving home from dropping my nephew off to school I just kinda chuckled to myself about how everyone's making "ask" blogs now (the one Father Anderson's been there for a while, but we have a newer joint Alucard/Seras, an Iscariot-Seras, and now a Punkcard one, etc...) and that it was cute and awesome how everyone was having fun. I hadn't thought about making one until just that moment. It would deal with the "distance" factor that was missing from the first positivity blog idea. People can have a character personality to interact with.

Parking the car [from taking nephew to school] and walking to the house I mentally skidded to a halt as it hit me. The idea that surfaced was an abscure one, it was literally random but I had found it PERFECT--but then came the worries.

The idea was basically "Priestcard." Alucard if he was a priest, except for some reason creativity wants this to be a PART of Alucard, like say some familiar that gets cut off from him (don't question the sciences on this... DARK MAGIC, somethingsomething), someone who was a priest or at least thinks he was, remembers nothing, not even of being a priest, and just looks like Alucard as priest. Being the most popular character in the Hellsing franchise, who better to "host" a Hellsing positivity blog? But when the Father Anderson blog did that Andervamp event they got anon hate because someone else already had a vampire Anderson RP blog (who fully supported the Andervamp event and did NOT support the anon hate)... and Anderson is basically Alucard as a priest anyway (canon)... both the Anderson and the Andervamp blogs are run by totally chill people, I know they won't mind my Priestcard idea one bit. Walking up to the house [after taking nephew to school] as I realized some of the possible shit certain others may want to stir up scared me. Even now in typing this hours later, I'm shaking just a bit.

But I've really wanted this blog, no matter who the fictional host was or wasn't. Priestcard had nothing to do with Anderson or their blogs, it was a random thought brought on by multiple people making ask blogs conveniently solving a distance problem. Maybe my random thought was Priestcard because of subconscious attachment to Iscariot lately (I mean... Anderson blog, Andervamp blog, Iscariot Seras blog... it MAY have all influenced me without my knowing). But it doesnt matter. I've wanted mere Hellsing positivity in the community to be more active since before the PSA linked in my Herushingu blog description. I wanted to reblog that thing to my RP account and give the same thing to others, but was insecure about being able to be in-character enough for it. If even one person came to me in need of character cheering up I didn't want to fail them. So I didn't reblog it there. Shortly after I thought about a whole blog just for positive vibes. Nobody asked for it. I'm sure it won't gain many (if any) followers, but like I said, if it helps one person then that's all that matters.

I'm still scared. But dammit I'm tired of doing nothing when I've got an idea just because "what if" someone decides to be a douche and start drama... Let fear stop me on the next idea. It won't stop me from THIS one. This can be that one in ten thousand ideas that actually makes it to at least creation. If someone starts shit, let it be on them. I don't have to acknowledge it.

If anyone's still reading this far then lol, I'll send flowers to your funeral after this lengthy load of whatever kills you, but thanks for sticking around for this idiotic prattle. Let's move on to the blog details themselves, hm?

Priestcard will be 100% passive sugarcoated sweetheart material that will make Mr. Rogers look like a gangster. He won't remember being a vampire so for all he knows he's not one (since, you know, Alucard is immune to sunlight, so Priestcard thinks "sunlight doesn't hurt me, so I CAN'T be a vampire..."), he's just an ordinary priest-guy who also for some reason he can't fathom knows nothing about being a priest besides "be nice to people and God loves everyone." He's taken up residence in an abandoned church that he has decided needs some TLC and should not be thrown away so quickly. A little tidying up and anyone can be saved, one small step at a time. People call it "his" church but he insists it's "a church for everyone, even nonbelievers" who he finds no fault in merely for that. I'm making some basic emote art for him now. Oh--he's Father Vlad Dragulya, and no he doesn't know why that's his name (but it's one of the two ways actual Vlad Dracula signed his name). He's walking anmesia, lol. His actual conscious memories start when he woke up, alone, a separate being (from Alucard) just down the road from this very church. All he wants is for you to feel better from anything that bothers you. Anything. (my heart bleeds for Priestcard, I swear... <3) The interesting parts will be when someone has a papercut around him and he "feels strangly facinated" about it or the rare (suuuper rare) ocassions when he actually gets angry and dark powers flare up. ;)

but yeah... these are the types of posts I don't usually make anymore. "Once upon a time" kind of thing. This long LONG "my exact thoughts and here's what's going on behind the scenes" delightful bullshit. Maybe it's pointless. It wont become a habit lol ^^;

I just want anyone who feels scared of doing a thing to know YOU'RE NOT ALONE, READ ALL THIS, SERIOUSLY, THIS LITTLE THING HAS ME SCARED HALF OUT OF MY WITS and I'm still doing it. Try thinking about other people who want to see that thing you want to do anyway. DO IT. MAKE IT HAPPEN. Some people think I'm fearless because I'm so passionate about my opinion HAHAHA, NNNOPE. Look at what I've typed here and ask yourself if you would tell me not to do this thing, make that Priestcard blog, that you (at least as someone who I presume doesn't hate me, lol) don't want me to have this thing... if you can't say it about me then you can't say it about yourself. If I deserve THING, then you deserve THING too.

GO!

DO THING!

and tell us all about it because it's probably going to be awesome and we don't wanna miss out!! <3 <3 <3

#Just me being stupid #What do you expect by now?

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avengersohyeah · 8 years ago

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I’m Sorry, I’ll Show You

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A/N : I’ve been slacking on this i’m sorry. I had a bad stomach bug and i can’t even sleep, so now my eye bags has eye bags under their eye bags. Sorry i’m rambling, this is a request from anon that not so anon because i have a feeling that it’s you ! Sport , if not, then forgive me. Bucky x Reader Smut, anon ask no plot, but again, i’m a sucker for background story. Enjoy ! Like It ! Reblog ! Share It

You were done with all his shits. Until now, you don’t know what’s the reason behind his annoying behavior toward you. He’s kind to other people, like sickeningly kind. Even to Sam that he claimed he hates the most. But when it comes to you, he’s the most annoying piece of shit you know. It’s not much that you ask from him, not that you ever really asked. But you only hoped that if he hates you, he could at least tell you in your face. Because the cold shoulder he gave you is what always makes you think that you’re not good enough, as a team member and as a person. When he finally speaks to you, he would constantly commented in your fighting style, how it would get you injured before even hitting your enemy. He would comment in how you eat to many amounts of ice cream in your day offs. And the worst is the way he would leave a room when you enter it. It awakens all your insecurities that you thought you burried years ago. Why does you not good enough? Why did he hates you so much untill he couldn’t stand your presence?

That time when Stark held another party, everyone was there. The team plus Maria, Rhodey, and even Thor was there. They were gathered in their usual corner in the party, reserved only for team members. Everyone was enjoying the conversation.

“You haven’t asked him out yet ?” Sam whispered to Bucky when they reached the bar.

His cheeks were visibly reddening at this sudden question “I.. I..” He sighed “I don’t know Sam, I feel like I don’t deserve him. He’s the kindest person I’ve ever meet and look at me I’m a mess..!”

Steve cut in “But you’re recovering Buck, and don’t tell me that you don’t feel it because I know you do. You’re getting better and you know it. Don’t beat yourself up, because you deserve to be happy.” He paused “And if happy is (Y/N) I would do anything to help you..” he said with teasing grin that matched Sam’s

“Don’t be a brat!.. Anyway where is he?” Bucky asked

“Missing him already ? even you’ll run away once he enter the room ?” Sam teased

“Come on, I’m serious where is he?”

“Nat said that he’s not feeling well so he stayed in his room…”

“Oh…” The frown in Bucky’s face tell them that he’s worried about you, but he still don’t know how to approach you.

Both friends had known for a while about Bucky’s feeling toward you. But they never tried to push him because they want him to find that courage to find happiness himself. It was ridiculous at first seeing Bucky would tensed and goes red when he heard you enter the room. He would just stop whatever he’s doing at that moment and dashed towads the exit to hide his embarasment. It was heart warming when they heard him telling you all his concern about you. But they only see it at his perspective, as his friends. They didn’t know that you don’t feel the concern from hhis comments, you don’t know that the way he left a room where you were in was because he couldn’t contain his happiness in your presence. They don’t know that everything he did gave you the wrong impression and it’s slowly hurting you.

It was at the meeting before a mission few days after party, Bucky sensed your distress. You were strangely silent at the meeting while usualy you were actively suggesting a plan so that there is no need for a fight to break in the mission. Any other meeting you would suggest to change the plan to make sure nobody get hurt, even if it was a mission to penetrate HYDRA’s base. You would suggest that you’ll go first paralyzed the agents with your power so that no one needs to die on their behalf. This kindness that you show even to your enemies is what makes him like you. He found it stupid at first for you wanting no fight to errupt in a mission into a monster’s lair. But as the time he spent watching you he understand that you are simply just a kind person. And it’s not hard for him to realize that he developed a feeling towards you. And because he cares about you, he couldn’t stand the images of you getting hurt in a mission. That’s why he would always tell you where you did wrong when you were training so that you can improve. But he don’t know that his intentions to try to keep you save were mistaken as a hate because of his behavior that tends to avoid you and his choice of words.

Everyone was listening intently at Steve’s brieffing, all except Bucky. He’s attention was completely directed to you that has an empty look in your eyes and frown on your stupidly perfect face. When he have his attention to Steve, it was when Steve assigning people on their task.

“Buck you’ll go in with me from the front, Wanda would back us up from behind. Nat and Clint would retrive the data, while Tony, Sam, and (Y/N) would clear our surroundings from the outside..” “Cap.. I don’t think I can run this mission with you guys…” you said and earned you a questioning look. you sighed “Look, I’m not in my best condition right now. I can’t get my minds together, there’s just so much that I’m thinking about. And I can’t consentrate at all, if I were to go with you in this mission I’m sure that I will only compromise it. So I hope you’ll let me stay home right now..”

At your request, Steve just sighed knowing well that if you’re asking to stay means that you’re really feel that bad. So he let you, and minutes later dismissed the meeting.

Bucky have been watching you more intently since your request to stay. You’ve never been this way, one time you couldn’t go on a mission when you were extremely sick. But this time’s different it’s you that requesting not to go to this mission. And what’s bothering him more is that you have been silent these days. He couldn’t hear your laugh, he couldn’t hear your light chuckle, he couldn’t even see you smile these days. What’s wrong? What happened to you ? He questioned himself. He couldn’t stand the sight of troubled look in your face. Rational part of him would tell him that you needed space to solve your problem yourself. Given the strong independent persona oozing from you in daily basis. But there’s part of him that somehow knows that you can’t handel this problem of yours yourself. So he asked Steve if he could stay and try to help you.

The next morning the team leave for the mission, and you exhaled a breath you didn’t know you’re holding. Now that the team is gone, you could use all your time in training room. You were determinded to improve your fighting skills, even if there’s no one to spare with you. You’ll figure something out, you always do. You setled in punching on the sand bag for more than half an hour. You then continue with kicking a dummy in the training room for another half an hour. And at that time you beat yourself up, Bucky is watching you from the monitor in his room. He grew worried the minute you stoped your training and just colapsed on the mattress. He bolted to the training room calling your name. You jolted up to sitting position.

“Bucky? I thought you were on a mission?”

“No… I I wanted to stay..”

“Why ?”

“I..I wanted to help you, you seemed so troubled this past few days. And I couldn’t stand it..” He replied with a tint of red on his cheeks. What he didn’t expect was a scoff coming out from you. “What was that for?..”

“Don’t pretend like you cared Barnes.. you’re the one that always told me how incompetent I am even in protecting myself. I’m not good enough, that’s why…” Your tone was cold, and realization hit Bucky hard like Steve’s shield being thrown at him.

“Is this all because of me? Because what I said to you ?” You only looked down hiding from his gaze “(Y/N) I’m sorry , I’m so sorry, I never meant that way. I’m just i… I care about you so much.. the thought of you getting hurt in a mission just.. I don’t know.. it pushed me to tell you..”

“About how weak I am?” You cut in

Bucky quickly scrambled towards your sitting form and hold your hand. The action threw you off guard and in an instant your eyes locked to his “Look, (Y/N) I’m not good with words and you know that. I never meant to hurt you, I wanted to protect you so bad. That’s why I did everything I know.”

“By commenting in how incompetent I am? By avoiding me everytime I entered a room?”

“No, I wanted you to improve, but I don’t know that hurt you..”

“That doesn’t explain why you’ve been avoiding me since I joined the team..” You could see the red that slowly creeping their way to Bucky’s cheeks “Like I told you, I cared so much about you, and whenever you’re in the same room, I.. I couldn’t help it, I feel like I wanted to jump around the room whenever I hear your voice, I feel like I wanted to run to you and grab your cheeks and kiss you. I.. I love you since the first time you said my name (Y/N)..”

“You’re idiot! Why didn’t you just do so ? Instead of running away and making me think that you hate me..” You hit his shoulder repeatedly as you felt your tears rolling down your cheeks. You don’t even realized you cried until now.

“I’m sorry baby boy.. I’m sorry.. Let me make it up to you...” You looked up to meet his gaze. “Let me show you how much I care about you, let me show you how much I want you, let me show you how much I love you…” His voice grew lower and lower each words, sending a shiver to your spine. All your plan to lash out to him were replaced by what you could only describe as want, lust, maybe more than that, you don’t know. Given the fact that Bucky just confessed his feelings toward you, you couldn’t help to feel the warmness in your heart. You nodded at his request, you stand up with hand entertwined. He lead you to his room, and once you’re both inside he pulled you to his chest and staring at you. “I’ll show you how much you mean to me (Y/N)..” He dipped his head and lock his lips on yours.

You don’t know who deepened the kiss firs. All you know that when you both pulled back, you were equaly breathless. Your lips are shade of red and swollen, your mouth was agape after Bucky’s expert tongue mapping each and every part inside your mouth. He stared at yor lust filled gaze, your skin flushed from the rush of blood pumping from your rapid beating heart. He could hear it, and he could also hear yours and his skips a few beats as you both staring at each other. With a nod from you, he discarded your and his clothes and left you both in underwears. He grabed you at your waist and bring you to his bed. You landed on your back followed suit with him on top of you. The feel of skin to skin contact has you sighed in pleasure. He kissed you again, plunging his warm tongue and moved yours to dance together in unison. As the kiss seems to be intensified if that’s even possible, he started to grind his crotch to yours. And Boy if you ever imagined that he has big gun down there, you were wrong. It’s huge, like long, and thick, and hard as rock. You grind your hips in harmony with his, sensing your need he pulled your underwear first. At the sight of your bare body, lips swollen, skin flushed, cock hard as it also leaking precum, all for him, he licked his lips. You don’t know if it’s possible to feel hotter than you already feel at the way he look at you. It’s all there, dessire, lust, addoration, and there you realised that what he said was true. You saw the love radiated from his gaze, you sit p and capture him in another kiss. This one, it’s chaste innocent one as if telling him that he felt the same.

He looked into your eyes and you nodded in understanding. “Bucky, you have to prepare me first..”

“I know, just give me a moment..” He pulled his underwear down revealing the most beautifull cock you’ve ever seen. The veins on it, urgh.. it’s meaty, hard, yet at the same time soft as you rached to caress it. He growled in your left ear. “Baby, it’s about you tonight.. you can do anything you want next time..” At his words you couldn’t be more happy that there’s going to be next time. You smilled sweetly at him, and he pushed you down to his bed again. He reached to the bedside drawer and pulled a bottle of lube. He parted your legs, and nestled between them. He opened the tub and squirted generous amount on his right hand. He kissed you while his right hand reach out to your tight ring of muscle and smear the lube on it. The cold sensation of the lube makes you gasped and at the same time he insert his tongue tou your mouth and insert his finger into your ass. And Jesus that’s intense, your cock twitched as his finger constantly strocking on your prostate. The kiss, God the kiss he taste sweeter than a red velvet. He added a second and third fingers as you visibly relaxing more and more along his kiss. It’s not your first time with guys, but they usualy prep you to this far, and you feel ready for Bucky. But then he added a fourth finger, and got you to curse. At the feel of your holes tightening around basically his palm, he shooed you “Hush.. baby, baby, relax, I want to make sure that you are opened enough for me… you’ve seen me, I don’t wanna hurt ya that’s why… trust me… relax..” You did as he said. You whined when he pulled out his fingers, no palm. He kissed you and bring his palm to you. You look at him and his smile sent you his intention. He prefer your saliva to wet his own cock rather than the lube. You could go down on him and wet his shaft straight from your mouth but at your state of preparation, you wouldn’t want him to repeat it all over again because you need him inside you bad. So you gathered your saliva before spitting it on his palm, he brought it to wet his magnificent cock as you watch him rubbing it from the head to the very base.

He positioned himself at your entrance, you could feel his head were already inside as he opened you up well. And then with a nod, he thrust in swiftly and collapsed his body to yours. And You could’ve swore your walls stretced more than you think. It’s not painful at all, just like he said. It feels right you and him, both felt just right, you belongs to each other, you’re the lock and he’s the key. You both reveled at the moment of this first time ever you become one. He pulled back a little, then thrust again slowly. When you sighed at the feeling, he knows that you’re ready. He pulled out completely before plunging his cock back in. He repeated the process a few times, until he couldn’t hold it any longer. He set a steady pace, enjoying your soft moans every now and then. He angled himself, the action hit your prostate deliciously and you let out a lod moan. He draped his arms from beneath your shoulder, and you locked your arms aroud his. In mutual understanding, he fastened the pace, and hitting the same spot that get you moan loudly. Sweat covered body now stick to each other, his cock is driving you to your high while yours traped between his pubic bones and yours, giving it strokes as he pushed and pulled from your ass. You moaned his name, he growled your name, he fastened the pace to chace your both release. He felt it, your hole is tightening and twitching around him, and the next moment he felt a warm liquid shooting between your both bodies. You came, and he drive his cock faster and harder at the feel of your hole that squeezing him tighter as you reached your high. A few thrust and grunts later he silled with his seed spilled deep inside you. He continued to ride his high in slow soft thrust feeling how perfect you both for each other as he tried to prolong his high. He stoped and looked to you, he could not hold the big grin creeping on his face. He couldn’t be more proud that he’s able to bring you that amount of intensity in your high untill you passed out on him. He kissed your lips as he pulled out. Rolling to his side liying next to you, he couldn’t care less about his cum gushing out of your red puffy hole. He pulled you so that your head rest on top of his chest right where his heart skips a beat for you, just for you.

“I love you (Y/N) I promise that from now on, I’ll never let anything hurt you, even myself.. Because my heart beats for you….”

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