#smartass core

[saigethearies]

tsukki could literally be the love of your life but omg the way you’d want to murder him while facing off against him in trivia

[palant1r]

one of arcade gannons core character traits that i love is that he is literally, canonically, incapable of shutting the fuck up to save his life. and its not like he revels in being a yapper. he wants so badly, so fervently, to be the kind of person who Shuts the Fuck Up. but he shrimply isn't. he's going around the mojave with the constant internal monologue of "dont reveal the fascism backstory" and then it gets thrown out the window the instant he sees something cool that even remotely reminds him of his past. hes so incapable of shutting the fuck up that in one ending it gets his ass crucified. you know, that shit they did to jesus. and it happens to arcade gannon for being a talkative smartass. man of all time

[kasha-formerlydrabbletastic]

Single Blind Study

Eddie Munson x Reader x Steve Harrington

Word Count: 3k

Based on this prompt, originally by @stillgoingsteddie

Summary: After Steve and Eddie have discussed their fun times with the reader between themselves, they want to know who's the better lay.

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT. Blindfolds. Fingering. Cunnilingus. P in V. Multiple partners.

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"What is happening exactly?" you ask, your pulse picking up as Eddie's nimble fingers tie his bandana over your eyes. "You guys weren't really all that specific when you said you wanted to hang out."

"I suppose you could call it a trust experiment," answers Steve, sitting next to you as he pats your thigh.

Eddie snorts. "Experiment is a good word for it."

"But," Steve insists, "a good chunk of this is about trust, sweets. Eddie and I have been thinking, and talking."

You chuckle. "That's never a good thing."

Eddie gives your head a gentle shove when he finishes tying the bandana, muttering an amused "smartass" under his breath.

His weight shifts on the couch as he settles in, at the same time Steve is moving forward, seemingly kneeling before you.

"Do you trust us?" he asks, his hands on either of your knees.

Your hand lands on one of his, your fingers giving a gentle squeeze. "I'll trust you more when you actually tell me what's going on. Why am I not allowed to see?"

"Okay, here's the deal," Eddie says, scooting closer to your side; you feel his warmth through his jeans, his thigh pressed against yours as Steve's hands move from your knees up to your hips. Your body tingles in response to their touches, waiting in earnest for their explanation. "Though, full disclosure, we were kinda high when we started talking about this."

You snort. "When aren't you kinda high, Eds?"

"Get to the point," Steve says impatiently, thwacking Eddie on the knee. He offers a gentle apology to you as he caught your knee with the reproach, too.

"So, we were having a conversation the other day about how you and I have done the horizontal tango before and how you and Steve have also..."

"Fucked each other's brains out," Steve finishes, his fingertips gripping into your hips for a moment.

"Oh?" is all you say.

It's no secret between the three of you that you've opened yourself up physically for them both. It all started on a boring summer day last year while you and Eddie were waiting for Steve to get home from work. The two of you started talking about past experiences, and one thing led to another. Shortly after, Steve was lamenting another failed dating attempt, and you found yourself on his lap in his car after you dropped the kids off at the arcade. Since then, whenever the fancy struck you, or Eddie, or Steve, it was a given that you'd roll around in the sack together.

The images of either one naked and writhing under you, above you, behind you, moaning your name, hands all over your body stream through your mind, tingling through your bloodstream and straight to your core.

"We started comparing notes," Eddie continues, his tone getting softer as he moves closer to you; you feel his hand on your shoulder, squeezing gently.

"What notes are we talking about here?" you ask.

"Things you like, things you don't like," Steve begins. "What you sound like, what you look like."

"And weirdly enough, there's a few discrepancies we noticed," Eddie says.

"Yeah, like we both know you like to fuck in public," Steve says, "but for whatever reason you and I only fuck in the car in public, but with Eddie..."

"Dressing room at JC Penney's, movie theater, in the middle of a show at the Hideout, I could go on..."

You can hear Eddie's grin as your body heats up, remembering especially the night at the Hideout where he took you up against the wall with a full crowd around you.

"Steve, do you wanna fuck in more places?" you giggle, pressing your thighs together for just a little bit of friction.

"No," he says before he grumbles. "I mean yes, but that's not the point of this conversation."

"The point is, Steve and I compared notes about you," Eddie says, "but we don't know how we compare. I would say that some of our experiences match up, but there's not enough information to tell which of us fucks you better."

"Ooohhh," you reply. "So, you want me to just tell you about it? I can do that. Don't see what the point of the blindfold is."

"Nah, sweetheart," Eddie says. "This is more of a live comparison."

It takes a second, but as soon as the idea clicks, your body floods with arousal. Your tongue slips over your lips as you imagine what's to come, and you feel your cunt squeeze in anticipation.

"Right," you say after a steadying breath, "but why the blindfold?"

You can practically hear their smiles as they each take one of your hands into theirs.

"It's a proper single blind study," Steve said. "We're taking away some factors that might influence your decision making."

“We’re gonna watch in real time,” Eddie adds. “We’re gonna watch which one of us makes you feel better.”

Heat floods your body, the pulsing between your legs ticking up exponentially. Your heart pounds at the thought; you’ve never had both of them at the same time. Not that you’d never thought about it before, you just figured that it wasn’t necessarily something that they’d go for. But now, the opportunity of Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson fucking you simultaneously has arisen, and you have never been more up for anything in your life.

“One thousand percent yes,” you say, nearly stumbling over your words in your enthusiasm. “I would love to participate. Please, yes.”

“Told you she would, Harrington,” Eddie chuckles, and you hear another thump that could be Steve punching him on the shoulder.

“Alright, then,” Steve says. “Stand up, sweetheart.”

You follow the direction, getting to your feet as they hold onto your hands for support. With your other senses on alert as your vision is obscured, you finally notice that neither of them is wearing cologne, but they’re both possibly wearing the same deodorant. With their intentions bared, it makes sense; knowing their scents like you do would be a dead giveaway. Now that you think about it, both had also been cleanly shaven, no stubble on their cheeks to give either away. Even now, you're realizing Eddie wasn't even wearing his rings.

“Strip,” Eddie commands gently.

Your shirt comes off first and you drop it to the couch, the boys humming in appreciation.

“I might need some help with this bra,” you say, feigning helplessness. “Would one of you gentleman want to give me a hand?”

At once, there’s a pair of hands at your back that unhook the clasp as another pair slips the straps from your shoulders. The boys are just as needy as you are it seems, wanting to touch you in anyway they can. If only you had been there for their conversation about you, to hear their comparisons, and how you turn each of them on. With your tits on display, you feel your nipples pebble at the thought of each one being suckled by a different mouth, a different tongue swirling over the sensitive buds.

“God, these tits,” you hear Eddie groan, and you smile.

“The shorts next?” you say with the same faux helplessness.

Someone’s fingers tug at the button and zipper of your shorts before yanking them down your legs.

“Wait,” Eddie says, “didn’t I rip those panties off of you at the carnival that one time?”

“I bought her a new pair,” Steve answers. “Those are her favorite. Also… at the carnival?”

“Yeah,” Eddie replies, “we fucked on the Ferris wheel. That little mini skirt she was wearing drove me insane.”

You feel Steve pull you close, getting a gentle grip on your jaw as he directs your face to his. “We are fucking in more places, you hear me? I want to fuck you on a Ferris wheel.”

“Anywhere you want, Stevie,” you giggle, rolling onto your toes to press your mouth to his, but he doesn’t let you.

“Not yet,” he directs, pressing on your shoulders to get you onto solid footing.

You feel Eddie’s fingers grip the lacy panties you wear, pulling them down your legs and helping you step out of them. You hear him inhale deeply and you know for damn sure that Eddie just sniffed those panties.

“I’m tucking these away,” you hear him say.

“Don’t ruin those, too,” Steve replies quickly.

“Before you sit back down though,” Eddie says, changing the subject; you can hear his belt unbuckle, sliding through the loops on his jeans as he tugs it free. “We gotta make sure your hands are tucked away nice and safe so they don’t touch anything.”

“Why can’t I touch anything?” you counter, almost whiny in your inquiry.

“Well,” Eddie says, turning you around, looping his belt around your wrists, “it’s safe to say that there are definitive differences to the way me and Steve feel. Our hair feels different, our bodies feel different. You gotta remember this is a blind study and you’re not entirely blind if you can still use your hands.”

He guides you gently to the couch, making sure your hands are tucked carefully behind you. You get comfortable, listening to the rustle of their clothes as they strip, too.

“How are you that hard already?” you hear Steve gripe.

Eddie chuckles. “Like you’re one to talk. I’m surprised you haven’t cum yet.”

“If it helps,” you giggle, “I’m probably wetter than I’ve ever been right now.”

“Don’t make it worse, babe,” Steve replies. “Can’t wait to get into that pussy.”

“You’re telling me,” Eddie agrees.

“Now, one of us is gonna start,” Steve explains. “All you need to do is sit back, relax, and enjoy it.”

“How are you gonna figure out who goes first?” you say, but they’ve already gone into a game of Rock, Paper, Scissor, and you laugh. Best two out of three and they’re mum as to who won. You listen for any clues at all, anything that might give away the identity of who is about to please you, but it seems they’ve covered all their bases.

Neither of the boys speak, but you feel a hand on your knee as someone kneels before you, spreading your legs wide. The mystery man exhales before running a finger between your dewy lips, stopping to rub your clit gently.

“Oh, fuck,” you sigh, relief at finally being touched warming your core.

Two fingers slide into you, slowly pumping to get you started. Your restrained hands clench behind your back, eager to touch the one touching you, but instead, you simply moan, widening your legs to give him better access.

He continues, not making a single sound but the one his fingers make pumping in and out of your soaking wet cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” you keen as he begins to curl his finger against your G-spot, pressing harder on your clitoris as you squirm beneath his touch; he quickens his speed, listening to your body as it nears climax. “I’m so close… oh, fuck me…”

Your cunt squeezes his fingers before releasing with an orgasm, your body twitching as ride out the high.

You haven’t even begun to come down from that one before he hitches your legs over his shoulders and leans in, his tongue lapping up the mess he made with his hands. While this may be a classic Eddie move, you’re confused by the fact that you don’t feel his hair on your thighs. He must have pulled it all back for the experiment, but there are other ways to tell that it’s him.

He always grips your thighs with his callused guitarist’s fingers, pulling them apart to fit his head between your legs. His tongue lingers in your hole, dancing with the nectar that drips from you. When he’s satisfied, he glides along to your clit, lapping with the whole tongue before teasing it with the tip. He winds you up and you writhe beneath him, whimpering as the grip of another orgasm threatens to take over.

“Fuck, yes!” you nearly shout as he doubles down, coaxing that climax from you; your body shudders, ecstasy coursing through every vein. Your thighs clench around his head, your feet scrabbling to pull him closer to you.

The mystery man - presumably Eddie - pulls away shortly after, though, taking with him a whimper from your lips as he leaves.

It's not long, though, until you feel a pair of hips bumping against your thighs, spreading them apart once again. The hard tip of a cock tickles your heat, gliding up and down before notching into your entrance. Slowly, he enters, spearing through you until he's fully seated and your chest heaves with a satisfied sigh. He stays there, stretching your pussy as his thumb presses against your clit.

"Move!" you demand, hardly able to take the anticipation of waiting. "Please, fuck me!"

At once, he rears back, almost exiting you before he slams back in again. A moan dances from your lips as he enters a rhythm, steadily splitting you wide open with every thrust. His thumb still plays with your clit, tightening the coil in your belly as he circles it. You moan again, your body bouncing as his hips slam your ass.

You wrap your legs around Eddie's waist - you'd know that slutty little waist anywhere, especially between your legs - and he responds; keeping his thumb on your clit, the rest of his hands splay out over your hips, gripping you as his rhythm quickens. You grin, knowing damn well he's close to finishing.

Your cunt throbs, so close to a climax that you can practically taste it. With just the right stroke, you burst, ecstasy spilling down to the very tips of your limbs and back before you're suddenly empty.

He strokes himself above you, trying so hard not to make a sound as he spurts onto your belly.

You lay back on the couch, your chest rising and falling with hurried breaths before he pulls away.

"Oh!" you say, surprised when the next body takes his place and bends over you, running his tongue along the mess on your skin.

Bold of Steve to do so, you wouldn't have expected it of him.

Before you can say anything, however, he presses his fingers into your pulsing heat, drawing a moan from you as he massages your g-spot. He meets your lonely clit with his finger tips, not circling like Eddie would, but keeping a steady back and forth rhythm. It isn't long before he pulls the orgasm from your writhing body, overstimulated but basking in every minute of too much ecstasy.

Steve doesn't stop, though, leaning forward and lapping at your clit. He's hungrier than usual, seemingly rushing through his usually thorough routine of getting you off. His free hand grips your thigh open, his fingertips pressing into your flesh.

"Fuck," you sigh, making to move your arms and forgetting they're tied by Eddie's belt.

Your hips press up the closer your climax comes, wriggling against Steve as he brings you to a swift orgasm.

"Give me your cock," you moan after a spell and, on command, you feel him slip inside your soaking cunt, stretching you just as much as Eddie did.

Steve is definitely impatient, not teasing you like Eddie had, but getting straight to the point; his hips slam against your ass like he'll never be able to fuck you again as his hands grip your hips, holding you steady. You wrap your legs around him too, his body a little thicker than Eddie's.

"Yes," you gasp, growing closer to your next orgasm.

Like he's conditioned at this point, Steve's fingers find your clit again, pressing on it until you squeeze around him, moans dancing through the air from your mouth. He must think you can't hear him with all the noise you make, but he whimpers almost imperceptibly as he pulls out of you, his spend joining Eddie's on your tummy.

It's almost dream-like, the way your head swirls; you couldn't see a thing but your boys had you going like they've never done before.

"Okay, babes," you hear Eddie say, close to you. You feel his hands wrap around your head to relieve you of your blindfold. "There are those pretty eyes."

You blink against the light of the room, opening your eyes to see your boys head-to-toe naked, both with their hair pulled back. Eddie is standing close to Steve now, his cock hard once more. Steve's cock, on the other hand, is taking a well-deserved rest.

"Well, if I didn't know already, I definitely know now," you say with a giggle.

"What do you mean?" Steve asks, glancing at Eddie.

You point to Eddie's member. "If Eddie would've just finished he wouldn't be hard like he is right now."

Both their gazes aim for Eddie's dick.

"Okay," Eddie says, "but who was better?"

"What do you mean if you didn't know before?" Steve asks at the same time.

You sit up, allowing Eddie to remove his belt from your wrists. Steve picks up the discarded bandanna and cleans your tummy of the come.

"Eddie's a guitarist," you state simply. "His calluses gave him away almost instantly."

Eddie looks at his hands like they've betrayed him, then wraps one around his erection.

"Honestly," he says, "watching Harrington go at you was probably one of the hottest things I've ever seen. Not to mention, he licked my jizz off your stomach, babes."

"I was trying to throw her off," Steve says defensively. "I thought maybe she would think it was you licking my jizz."

"You want me to lick your jizz, Stevie?" Eddie teases, wiggling his tongue at him.

Steve seems to consider it for a moment before you pop in.

"The next person to say 'jizz' gets a beating. And not the fun kind."

"Seriously, though," Steve says, lowering to the couch next to you. "Who was better?"

The two look at you expectantly, each one eager to hear their name, but you can't let them have that satisfaction. A wicked grin pulls your lips toward your ears.

"Well," you say. "I can't decide."

"What?" they say together.

"We're just gonna have to keep studying, I guess."

[hsunrry]

app // one shot harry styles

harry styles x fem!reader

summary: based on this request.

words: ~800

warnings: smut18+, edging, toy using, squirting

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“so how is this working exactly?” you asked, watching him kneeling down in front of you with small vibrator with two vibrating ends.

“it’s easy babe.” he grinned, showing you two ends on the silicone, thick thread. “one of this is going inside the sweet pussy of yours and the other end is going on your clit.”

“i figured that much smartass, i mean the app.” you said, smiling slightly at him.

“right, so the app i have on my phone can control speed of the vibrations, intensity and pulsations.” you bite inside of your cheek only at thought of that. why did you even agreed to that, knowing you both are going to meet with your friends later? because for some reason it excites you. like the single thought how sensitive your core is to vibrations and that Harry knows that perfectly, of course. “can i put it inside now? i want to test it.” you nodded, looking down at him kneeling this whole time. you were sitting on the edge of the bed, so you opened your legs for him. small gasp escaped your lips when he pushed one of the ends inside you. the other one went between your folds, directly on your clit. “how does it feel?”

“normal i guess, it’s not like it’s big or something.” you shrugged. you putted back panties on yourself, watching him going up from his knees.

“so the challenge will be over when you come, but don’t think i’ll let you do that easily. you’ll be edging whole day because of it, i know your body language too well, so i know exactly when you’ll be about to do that.” he smiled, cupping one of your cheeks with his large hand, looking down at you. “so let’s test it, shall we?” you nodded, watching him pulling out his phone. he opened the app and that’s where the fun begin. he clicked something, your legs immediately crossed and you let out a moan. you looked at him. “you’ll have to be quiet baby. we’re going to do some grocery first, remember?” he grinned, intensifying the vibrations. your breath went slightly heavier, but you didn’t made a sound anymore. “that’s more like it.” he smiled, adding some settings, that you could feel were getting you to the edge quickly. you tilted your head back, biting inside of your cheek. just when it was about to happen, he turned it off completely. you groaned.

“it’s a torture.” you pouted, looking up at him. he chuckled softly, leaning down to peck your lips.

“exactly.” he grinned. after an hour or so you were walking through aisles. Harry was reading you shopping list on his phone, pushing cart in meantime. when you were reaching for something he smirked and pushed the highest settings on the app, making you moan in the middle of the aisle. you covered your mouth immediately with your hand and you looked at him with wide eyes. “what happened, honey?” he asked innocently, going behind you and pressing his chest to your back. your breath went heavier and your legs crossed, looking for release. you were getting closer with each second, but again, just when you were about to finish he turned off the toy completely.

“having fun?” you looked up at him, clearly disappointed that you didn’t get your release again. he nodded with a smile, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head. you had this vibrator inside you for almost whole day now. he was edging you with it couple of times and you were getting closer faster with each time. around 8 pm you both made it to your friends house. you ate some pizza with them, laughing and talking since you haven’t seen each other for a long time. Harry was sitting with you on the couch with his hand placed on your thigh. you watched him taking his phone to his hand and you knew what’s gonna happen. you pressed your thighs together and somehow you managed to swallow a moan. “i’ll use a bathroom.” you said through clenched teeth, excusing yourself. you quickly went to the bathroom, clenching your hands on the edge of the sink. your breath was heavy and your legs started shaking. god please, don’t let him turn off this fucking app right now. you were so close, moaning quietly and tilting your head back. you came, finally, but there was one problem. you squirted, wetting your green summer dress and floor under you. after few seconds, after you calm down from intense orgasm and your legs stopped shaking, you pulled out your phone to text him.

“we have a problem.”

[jun3ee]

F.M.S (T.K)

(MDNI)

“You can mm- take it- can’t you liebe?”

I nod my head frantically as he rams his messy cock deeper and deeper into my snug little core as he slowly pushes his length in. Somewhat teasing as a cocky smirk appears on his face, looking down at my furrowed eyebrows and teary lashes batting as I try moving back. The slight stinging and delicious pain of his cock adjusting into my tight little pussy causes me to whimper and squirm as he pins my wrists above my head with his big, rough, calloused hand. Preventing me from making any sort of movement with my wrists.

“I won't give you shit if you keep moving, understand?”

“Mm.. I-I-"

 I choke out, it was impossible to even form a coherent sentence as he shoved his cock in, impossibly deeper and deeper,

“Y’like my cock, hm? t’s why you keep coming back, right?”

He mumbles into my ear, his hot breath hitting the sensitive skin of my neck as his adams apple bobbing with every word he purrs out. Goosebumps running down my body as he teased me so harshly, watching me plead and beg with my desperate eyes for him to start thrusting as he kept his cock in there. As much as he wanted to start, he wanted to see me break down for him, to fully give in.

“Answer me” He mutters firmly

“T-Tom.. P-Please” 

I choke out, whimpering as I arch my back up to reach his toned chest, he chuckles, I went from being such a smartass to him to being stuck under him with his cock fully rammed into my tight lil’ cunt as it pulsates inside of me, his tip twitching, he wanted this as bad as I did, almost on the verge of letting out a moan as his breath hitched, his ego being too big to do so as he looks directly into my eyes, almost mockingly as he smirks, flicking his lip piercing with his tongue, keeping that stupid little smirk on his face as I look up at him, tears streaming down my face as he slowly pulls out, dragging his red tip against my syrupy, wet folds,

“Tell me what you want darling, and I might just give it to you”

“P-Please don’t be s’mean” I whine out, trembling and too drunk off of lust as I hear him chuckle, letting my wrists go and brushing a strand of hair off my face.

“Mean, huh? Ya’ think that’s mean?” He mumbles into my neck, planting soft marks along with hickeys, my body twitching with anticipation as he slowly slips his hard length back in, my soaking core swallowing up his leaky cock, slobbering down further and further his length, holding my hips still as he lets out a slight grunt, my greedy little tight pussy taking it all in, making little thrusts as he mumbles into the crook of my neck,

“Such a lil’ fucking slut, hm? Taking my cock so well, hm?”

I can’t even bring myself to nod or speak, so pathetic.. Throwing my head back as I let out a loud whimper, he leaves trails of kisses down my neck as his thrusts get faster, and harsher, his leaky, pink tip hitting my g-spot perfectly, devouring my tight cunt as I let out choked out whimpers and moans, his cock practically rearranging my insides as he pushes in deeper, his hips slamming against mine, his pants halfway down his body as his belt clanks, getting pissed at the noises of it, continuing to fuck me rougher and rougher, merciless as he treats me like a fuck doll. Making sure I take all of his solidified, veiny cock..

“Piece of shit..” He mumbles, getting pissed and removing the belt, throwing it across the room as it hits the wall aggressively, flipping me over onto my chest,

“Arch your back for me, schatz..” 

"M-Mhm.."

I oblige with no hesitation, arching my back as he continues thrusting feverishly, letting out slight grunts, holding my hips in place and watching my poor little pussy bulge and stretch out on his large cock, each thrust causing his hips to slam against my ass leaving little lewd noises that echo through the room. 

“M-Mm.. T-Tom!” I cry out, my face pressed against the sheets, my muffled whimpers and gasps turning the big bad guitarist on even more, fucking me roughly from behind as his tip kisses my cervix in such a sinful way, watching me bent over for him as he leaves a sharp smack on my ass, watching me gasp and whimper for more..

“You like that, don't you? Fucking slut.. S’fucking needy”

He mutters through gritted teeth, his cock twitching as droplets of sweat form on his head, lowering his hand down to my lower stomach, feeling the bulge from his cock and smirking to himself, he loved seeing me like this, always trying to keeping that devilish smirk on his face even when he came, watching him play with his lip piercing as he coated my insides white with his warm seed, watching me gasp and moan as he continues to roughly pound me.. It was always that little smirk that got me.. He continues fucking his hard cock into me relentlessly and deeply as I started to feel that familiar knot in my stomach, panting and grabbing onto the sheets as he rubbed his fingers on my neglected clit, causing me to gasp as the sudden pleasure intensified,

“T-Tom! I-I”

“I know, liebe... Just be good for me and hold it..” 

He says mockingly with a little grunt, continuing to pound into me with no mercy, thrusting in deeper and deeper watching my little body tremble under his as I try to slightly push myself off wanting to delay my climax desperately.. His teeth gritted as he spoke,

“Don't move away, darling”

He grabs my hips roughly, leaving another sharp slap on my ass as I let out a whimper, my gummy walls clenching around his length as he goes in rougher and more erratically, his heavy balls slapping against my ass with each thrust,

“F-Fuck”

He mutters, letting out strings of frantic German curses along with grunts, his cock twitching and pulsating inside of me, my pussy taking in every vein and inch of him as he finally releases his load, overfilling me as his seed spews into me and dribbles down my thighs, his face scrunching up slightly as he rides out his high, his grip looseninb on my hips. At this point, all I could see was stars as my body went limp, the only words I was able to mutter out being…

“P-Please a-another..”

[denwritesandcries]

sleepy!Tara Carpenter HCs

Pairing: tara carpenter x fem!reader

Summary: In all the times you fall asleep with Tara, she's always in your arms.

Word count: 1,7k.

Content: cursing, mentions of ghostface, fluff, slightly angst, LOTS of cuddles, sleep disorders, tara's horrible sleep habits.

Note: Alright, I don't know who first started the headcanon of Tara sleepwalking, but thank you cause it made me think about things.

English is not my first language.

- Tara has many different facets of behavior when she's sleepy and all of them end with her acting like a clingy koala.

- Will use you as her personal pillow at every opportunity she gets, whether in quick naps or during the night. Don't even try to escape it. Head lying on your shoulder or lap, leaning against your body and completely melted in your arms.

- If she's too drunk after a party, she'll pass out on you the second you lie down and even if she's mad after a fight, she'll drag you to the bed by your wrist and put your arms around her waist, fixing you the way she wants, before crossing her arms with a frown and her back turned to you.

- It's no use tho, a few minutes later she turns around again to bury her face in your chest or neck and intertwine your legs together. A stupid argument isn't worth a bad night's sleep, even if she's still very mad at you (she’s not).

- Has frequent nightmares, but doesn't like to talk about it. Tara wakes up scared and with her heart racing and becomes extremely shy and quiet as she asks you to hold her tighter.

- She insists that her dreams don't scare her anymore, but the way she's clearly alarmed after it happens tells you enough to know that it's not true, so you just do as she asks and do your best to make sure she doesn't spend the nights alone and embarrassed of being affected by it.

- Tara often can't go back to sleep after them, so she follows you around the apartment while you stay up with her, insisting that she's not tired even though she yawns loudly while you prepare a late-night snack or put on some random show for you to watch on TV.

- Poor baby has had a lot of trouble falling asleep since Ghostface – she has practically chronic dark circles under her eyes – let alone sleeping peacefully, so when it happens, Tara sleeps like a rock. As if there could be a bang in the house and she still wouldn't wake up.

- It’s a sleepwalker and sleep talker. Tara is very restless – you've already been kicked a few times because of that. Better be prepared to be frightened a lot until you get used to it, because she won't admit that she actually does this. You don't know if she just doesn't want to admit it out of shame or if she's in denial – or maybe she's just gaslighting you for fun, who knows? Your girlfriend can be a little smartass when she wants.

- Tara says disjointed words most of the time, what she's dreaming about or conversations you've had throughout the week, topics you didn't even remember talking about but suddenly her hoarse voice wakes you up and she's mumbling about something silly that the core four did together or even full sentences that leave you simply confused.

- At first you think she’s actually talking to you and you poke her to ask what she's saying and she wakes up irritated. Girly gets so, so grumpy about you waking her up, why the hell did you do that? She was so comfortable sprawled on top of you. What is that? No, she didn't say anything. Shush.

You wake up one night with a hand too small to be another Ghostface slapping you squarely in the nose, propping yourself up on your elbows and looking around in alarm, only to find Tara in the far corner of the bed lying in a way that couldn't possibly be comfortable, one of her legs hooked into the crook of your knee.

“...the car,” she mumbled and you moved closer to hear better, confused and scratching one of your eyes to ward off the tiredness.

“What?” You ask quietly, holding back a yawn, “What you said, baby?”

Tara shifts her position, looking slightly uncomfortable, her hand almost reaching you again as she rubs her face into the pillow.

“No,” she turns again, “The blue car.”

Why does it feel like she's angry with you?

Noticing that her eyes were still tightly closed, you arch an eyebrow and lightly shake her shoulder.

“What car?” you ask when she finally opens her eyes.

“What?” Tara looks just as perplexed as you.

“The car. The blue car,” you repeat, curious, “What about that?”

She stares at you for a long moment, seeming to try to assimilate what you're saying.

“You woke me up to talk about a damn car?”

"You tell me!" You exclaim, “What’s with the blue car?”

Tara snorts in complete disbelief, adjusting herself back in your arms and choosing to ignore your confused expression. You lay there, cradling her safely and being the one without sleep this time, wondering what the hell car she was talking about.

- Sometimes she murmurs variations of 'I love you', spoken softly against the skin of your neck, so over time it stops confusing you and becomes just captivating.

- You almost have a heart attack when you see her sleepwalking for the first time, thinking that someone had broken into the apartment.

- Sam had to sit down with you and explain to you that Tara does this since they were kids, after the high scream you gave when you saw a five-foot shadow trying to open the wardrobe with unfocused eyes and failing miserably.

- You woke up the whole house – including your girlfriend – with the sound, but at least it gave you all a good laugh and a completely confused Tara cursing everyone and going back to bed.

- In defense of her and your sleep, this doesn't happen that much. These are peculiarities that occur mainly due to stress; if she has a fight with you or Sam, for example, or during college tryout season.

- It also happens because of the nightmares she has. You and Sam are convinced that this would improve if she went to therapy like her sister, but you know how stubborn your girlfriend is.

- This also becomes captivating, you no longer wake everyone up when you find her sitting at the kitchen counter writing a grocery list in the dark because she forgot to do the task during the day and kept that in mind.

- You always gently guide her back to bed and she curls up around you immediately, because as much as the 'You can't wake a sleepwalker!' thing is bullshit, it's better not to have to deal with the sad pout on her tired face when this happens.

- Tara is a BIG cuddler. Even if she doesn't stay like that all night, she has to have your body touching hers and fall asleep like that.

- She is usually the little spoon, but likes to be the big one when she is angry or feeling protective about something.

- It's comical when that happens, it's like having a little backpack clinging to you, even if you're not much taller than her, because Tara insists on trying – she never succeeds – to rest her chin on the top of your head in those days, so the difference is always stark. Girl is determined.

She's upset after a stupid party where a random guy hit on you, practically foaming at the mouth while mumbling about 'That fucking dumb bastard, how dare he?' on the way back.

Your girlfriend is still upset as you prepare for bed, even though your reassurances and soft kisses have calmed her earlier anger. Now she's just quiet, insecure.

You lie down among the sea of pillows and blankets spread out on the bed, opening your arms: “Come here, dear.”

Tara goes, but instead you feel her weight sink into the mattress behind you under the blankets, warm arms wrapping around you tightly.

She only truly relaxes when she buries her face in your hair and breathes in your scent. You feel her melt, like she can't get enough of your touch.

- Her favorite position, however, is when she is turned to you, her face buried in your neck and her body pressed against your chest, with your arms around her waist keeping her close.

- Likes to nap during the day and stay up late making movie marathons or finishing college work. Takes every chance she gets to simply rest with her head on your thighs for a few minutes.

- On those occasions when you are not with her and find her dozing on the couch, Tara will wake up for a moment, blink her eyes innocently and ask you to join her for just a few minutes. Her doe eyes can be very convincing, there's no way denying her that.

- You promise to yourself that you won't fall asleep, but you end up passing out less than 20 minutes later, with her warm body sprawled on top of you. It's like you can't help it, your girlfriend is basically a walking heater and she's so comfortable.

“Tara, I need to finish this book.”

“But baby,” she takes your hand in hers, rubbing circles into the wrist with her thumb, “Lay here with me just for five minutes. Please?”

You sigh, knowing you’ve lost immediately: “Fine. But just a little.”

- She’s not really afraid of the dark, but feels safer in a brighter place, sometimes leaving the door ajar to let a flight of the light from the hallway enter the room.

- You buy her a cute night light as a gift once and she gets angry at first, thinking you were mocking her, but over time she starts to shyly take the item out of the drawer to turn it on on days when nightmares haunt her. You keep a few extras at your dormitory too, just in case.

- She doesn't snore or breathe through her mouth – in fact Tara is very silent except for her occasional murmurs – but sometimes she breathes heavily in her chest due to her asthma. She loves it when you rub your hand up and down her back to calm her and follow her breathing, especially on days when she's feeling under the weather.

- She sleeps with as many blankets and pillows as she can fit on the bed and curls up in them like a ball – don't worry about feeling too hot, she almost always ends up monopolizing them all at some point during the night.

- Set several times to wake up in the morning, all with the same default sound because music annoys her.

- Always gets satisfied when she wakes up next to you, the sleepy smile marking the dimples in her cheeks while there is a good morning kiss waiting for you.

- In short, sleeping with Tara may have its... peculiarities, but you wouldn't trade it for the world.

[jaebeomsbitch]

Butterflies (E.M.)

⋆ ─────── - ˏˋ ✰ ˊˎ - ─────── ⋆

Summary: Making love in the middle of the night cocooned in your boyfriend’s arms. Whispered “I Love Yous” and soft pressed kisses.

Part of the Kinktober blurbs I’ve written but haven’t had time to post yet!

Warnings: P in V

You love rough, hard, dirty sex with Eddie you really did. You enjoyed the slapping of his hips against your ass, the burning stretch he barely lets you accommodate to, the desperate kisses pressed to your neck, teeth nipping at the skin sucking purple welts onto it but then there were days like this.

Days where your legs are bent on either side of his hips, his chest pressed into yours, soft sweet kisses placed to the underneath of your jaw as he murmurs “love you princess.” His hips swiveling slowly, pubic bone pressed into yours, his course curls pressing into your sopping pussy. You meet his gentleness, fingers pressing into his back, the other caressing his neck with your thumb holding him lovingly as you reply with “love yous” of your own.

Soft pants and moans leaving the both of your mouths. Arms slid under your back, they’re numb but he doesn’t give a fuck. The soft squelch of your juices ringing softly in your ears. Nose pressed into your cheek as he whispers another “love you.” Shed tears full of love and overwhelming joy. The way he presses up on an elbow to brush away your tears with an “I know Princess, I love you baby. I know” in a soft patient voice. Cock nudging into you softly but deeply. Tears prickling his eyes as he says “Shh, it’s okay.” As he leaves a kiss to your forehead, your soft babbles of “love you” mixed with snot and tears.

Your arms wrapping around his back, fingers pressing softly into his side. You don’t even care about coming, you just want this closeness. The wrap of cocooned love fluttering around you caressing you softly as his hips meet yours softly sending prickling sensations down your spine. Small moans and gasps leaving your mouth, his eyelashes fluttering against your cheek, mumbled “fucks” and whispered “love yous” repeated like mantras.

The hum of his chest vibrating into yours as he sighs contentedly. “This is nice” he says, pressing his cheek into the underside of your jaw. Your breath picking up as you feel the familiar burn in your core. His cock so deep, it has you wiggling your toes in your socks.

“See, told you soft sex was good too” you pant softly. Fingers digging into his pale skin, hips meeting his with your limited range of motion. His fingers brushing your hair out of your face as he hums out a “You’re right, always have been.”

A lazy smile playing on your lips as you loosen one of your arms from around him pushing his hair back. “I’ll remind you of this when you’re not pussy drunk”

“M’not” he says looking up at your through his lashes.

“I just love being a smartass” he grins, his dimpled cheek pressing into the line of your jaw.

“Love you” you sigh, turning to press a soft kiss in between his eyes. The burning in your lower stomach surmounting. Your hips moving slow, curving his cock to hit your bundle of nerves, clit rubbing into his pubes. Moaning under your breath, fluttering your eyes closed, eyelashes on your cheek. Met with a whispered “love you too.”

The soft and sickly sweet like a fly in a honey trap, your hips wiggling against his, panted “close” against your neck as you feel your pussy flutter around his cock. “Mhm” you hum, fingers pressing into his ribs.

You teeter over the edge, burn deep in your core, his cock pulsing inside you. The chase isn’t desperate, it’s soft and patient. It’s shifted sheets and soft pants until you lose your breath. Pussy clamping down on him as he cums inside you. It isn’t dramatic. There isn’t screaming and crying out. It’s puffs of air on your neck and quiet “fucks.” Trembling limbs and loss of use. Chest pressing you deeper into the mattress not daring to move afraid of fluttering the cocoon open too quickly and hindering the wings of your combined butterfly.

[sinsandsweetness]

Rickyl fucking reader in a car while a herd passes, but she has to stay absolutely quiet so no walkers hear them. But they sit there and mock her the whole time cus she can’t stay quiet:( I’m thinking maybe some subby Daryl too!

Bby anon

(couldn't make subby daryl fit here but I hope you enjoy nonetheless <3 )

“Mphmm,” you moan, the sound coming from your throat more than anything. Thankfully, the majority of your moaning and groaning has been muffled into Rick’s hand. Covering your mouth and forcing you to shut the hell up. Not that it was incredibly efficient.

“Baby, you're gonna get us fuckin’ killed if you can't shut it.” Daryl whispers, the tip of his cock hitting your sweet spot at nearly the exact same moment. Rick’s other hand reaches around your waist to rub lazy circles onto your clit. 

You can't speak, not with the hand forcing your mouth shut. So you only nod in return. Trying your hardest to contain the high pitched squeak that desperately yearns to crawl up your throat. 

You feel Rick's lips brush against your ear, ready to mock you for how damn needy you are, squirming around in his lap. How you were the one who begged them to fuck you, and how you promised you’d be good. That you’d be quiet.

 And now that they’re both inside of you, fucking you to a rhythm that has you seeing stars, you really wish you hadn’t made such a promise.

“Cant even help it can you, sweetheart? So fuckin’ needy.” Rick’s voice is low and quiet, and just as you think about coming back with some smartass remark about him being the one who’s making all the noise, you feel him release his hand from your mouth and grab underneath your knee, opening you up even further for the man in front of you. 

“Oh god,” you whine, immediately regretting the words leaving your mouth. But you can't help it. The knot in your core is so damn close to unraveling. And the men inside of you are holding each end of the rope. One good pull and you'll be a freakin' puddle, seeping onto the leather bench seat beneath you.

“Always so damn noisy. Shoulda known you’d misbehave.” Daryl leans in to catch your lips. Taking your bottom lip between his teeth and dragging it out as you do everything in your power not to groan. Not to make a fucking sound.

Apparently, you passed their test because you hear the two men let out a synchronized huff of approval. Speeding up their pace and rewarding you for your efforts.

“Such an obedient little slut aren't you? You’d do anything to get filled right up, ain’t that right?”

And though you don't respond, the way you sigh as your head lulls back on Rick's shoulder, gives them all the confirmation they need. 

[littlesmartart]

The Waves are Rising and Rising

by @eleanorfenyxwrites and @little-smartass

Explicit, No Archive Warnings Apply, M/M, Work in Progress Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén/Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo/Niè Míngjué, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén/Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo, Lán Huàn | Lán Xīchén/Niè Míngjué, Mèng Yáo | Jīn Guāngyáo/Niè Míngjué, Lan Huan | Lan Xichen, Meng Yao | Jin Guangyao, Nie Mingjue, Nie Huaisang, Jīn Zǐxuān, Jiang Yanli started out as just a silly sex fic but then it grew feelings and a whole plot, canon-typical Jin domestic abuse, canon-typical qi deviation medical horror, also known as the 'fuck that man healthy AU', they're really pretty shit at sex at the start but they get better, you won't believe how much emotional oomph we got into a story about magic sex

Summary:

“My doctor thinks dual cultivation would help. Sexual dual cultivation.” Nie Mingjue puffs out his now reddened cheeks, “Specifically as the party being penetrated. It — it helps for the energy exchange to be closer to the golden core, apparently.” He clears his throat. “More efficient that way. Theoretically it would have better and faster results than Song of Cleansing.” Jin Guangyao’s ears are ringing. He’s distantly aware that his mouth is hanging open. He stares at Nie Mingjue, trying to process if he really just said what he thought he said. Slowly, he turns his head to look at Lan Xichen who — yes, Nie Mingjue definitely just said that, because Lan Xichen’s ears are bright red and he’s blinking rapidly, his own jaw dropped. Nie Mingjue is asking to be fucked in the ass. For medical reasons. –//– Three virgins with communication issues attempt to do sex magic. It goes about as well as you might expect.

based on @lilnasxvevo's post, and my followup comic! it is fully written and will be updated on mondays and fridays

[iliveinyourfridge67]

cabin head canons

Cabin 1 (Zues) - I feel like they would accidentally shock the person every time they are trying to hug or touch someone

Cabin 2 (Hera) I feel like they would say “he loves me he loves me not” whilst picking rose petals

Cabin 3 (Poseidon) I feel like they would sweat rapidly when they talked to anyone new

Cabin 4 (Demeter) I feel like they would have seasonal depression during winter

Cabin 5 (Ares) I feel like they would say “no more mr nice guy” or “I turn red when I’m mad”

Cabin 6 (Athena) I feel like they would say “according to my calculations” anytime they say anything

Cabin 7 (Apollo) I feel like they would have a harem

Cabin 8 (Artemis) I feel like they would kick every man in sight in the balls

Cabin 9 (Hephaestus) I feel like fire would come out their ears when they get angry

Cabin 10 (Aphrodite) I feel like they would fall in a lake and drown from looking at their expression

Cabin 11 (Hermes) I feel like they would ask for your pencil and never give it back

Cabin 12 (Dionysus) I feel like they would walk in a zigzag line

Cabin 13 (Hades) I feel like they would send the skull emoji whenever they find anything funny

Cabin 14 (Iris) I feel like they would talk in rhymes for no reason just to be a smartass

Cabin 15 (Hypnos) I feel like they would zone out whenever anyone talks to them

Cabin 16 (Nemisis) I feel like if you went into their room you’d find hundreds of voodoo dolls

Cabin 17 (Nike) I feel like they wouldn’t stop bragging about their trophies

Cabin 18 (Hebe) I feel like guru would be the definition of millennial core

Cabin 20 (Hecate) I feel like their favorite holiday would be Halloween

ok that’s all give me more suggestions byeee! xX

[epicbuddieficrecs]

Weekly Recap | January 15th-21st 2024

My ao3 history is still fucked. Gonna have to figure out if there's something I can do about it :/

Complete

hot cocoa by evcndiaz/ @evcndiaz (Established Buddie | 3K | Teen): Buck is freaking out about proposing. He gets an assist from Athena, Bobby, and. Well. Eddie himself.

A Message To You by Mad_Lori/ @madlori (Media fic, Getting Together | 9K | Teen): Two firefighters both write to an advice column on the same day, with the same problem - they're each in love with their best friend. You won't believe what happens next!

🔥 Life Cycles of the Southern Coastal Husbro series by Mad_Lori/ @madlori (Post-Season 5, Queer Platonic Relationship to Lovers | 5 works | 92K)

🔥 Courtship Behaviors of the Southern Coastal Husbro (QPR, Getting Together | 49K | Explicit): “I want you in my family, I want us to be a family. Officially. A family can be a guy, his son, and his best friend, right?” Buck’s lower lip was trembling. “You’re really asking me to be your…what, now?” “Frank called it ‘platonic life partners.’” Observational Notes on the Southern Coastal Husbro (Fluff | 10K | Mature): A day in the life of two engaged firefighter husbros and their smartass son. Migratory Patterns of the Southern Coastal Husbro (Coming Out | 13K | Explicit): Buck and Eddie visit El Paso to tell the Diaz parents that they're engaged. Also, they go viral (again), eat King Ranch Casserole, pontificate on queer identities, get a visit from the Fire Chief, and the Hot Firefighter Calendar makes a reappearance. Ancestral Lineage of the Southern Coastal Husbro (Parental Reconciliations | 13K | Explicit): The Buckleys surprise Eddie at home when Buck's not there, hoping to work around Buck's no-contact edict and attempt a reconciliation. Later, Eddie surprises Buck with the news that hey, he has grandparents on his mom's side, too. Surprise number two: they suck. Eddie and Buck remain disgustingly in love with each other. Sexual Alignments of the Southern Coastal Husbro (5K | Teen): Eddie goes out for drinks with the dispatch center folks, gets hit on at the bar, and has personal epiphanies about his sexual orientation.

Kilty Pleasures by JamesPearce911/ @diazsdimples (PWP, Established Buddie | 8K | Explicit): Or, Buck and Eddie discover they have kilt kinks.

melt your headaches (call it home) by lecornergirl/ @clusterbuck (Pre-Relationship, Sharing a Bed | 2K | Teen): hypothetically, Buck types. if someone hit their head in the morning, they probably shouldn’t go to sleep alone, huh The phone vibrates in his hand before he can even put it down, Eddie’s face flashing on the screen. Buck sighs and picks it up. “What did you do?” Eddie asks immediately. “Hypothetically, the Scrub Daddy tried to kill me.”

Fractals from the Lightning Bolt by letmetellyouaboutmyfeels/ @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels (One Shots Collection | 41/54 | 78K | Not Rated): A collection of oneshots, some originally posted on tumblr. Each chapter is individually rated.

44. We Gotta Create Our Interludes: Rated E - some soft established relationship fluff and smut 45. My Application to Hell: Rated E - shameless smut of the "they could never get away with this in real life" variety.

what my heart just yearns to say (in ways that can't be said) by mimibegins/ @itiveseenthisfilmbefore (Post S06E15: Death and Taxes | 5K | General): “I didn’t know that,” Eddie replied, eyebrows furrowed. And then he added so quietly that Buck almost missed it: “I mean, how would I? As I don’t see you.” And Buck was struck through the core and taken back in time. From one moment to the next, he was back at the graveyard, looking at Eddie and saying “I feel like she sees me” and then he recalled the broken look behind Eddie’s eyes and oh. So that’s what was wrong.

Twice Struck by Tizniz / @tizniz (Post-Lightning | 3K | General): Buck finds out he wasn't the only one struck by lightning that night.

dusk until the dawn (you're where i wanna go) by mimibegins/ @itiveseenthisfilmbefore (Post S6E14: Performance Anxiety, Getting Together | 5K | Teen): “So, would you say that you’re worried about dating because you never really dated,“ Buck said as he shifted his weight, draping himself over the couch in a way that was almost obscene for a public space. “Is that a question, or– ?” Eddie wondered, slightly amused as he looked up at Buck, who looked so pensive, if not a bit stunned as he was seemingly still trying to wrap his head around the disastrous dating experiences of Eddie Diaz. “No, it’s– yeah, okay, I guess it’s a question but– have you?” Buck asked, almost bashful, with a faint blush sitting high on his cheeks as he met Eddie’s eyes. God, Eddie thought as he felt how the blood rushed into his cheeks as well. These feelings are definitely not platonic.

he's a big boy by oklahoma/ @malewifediaz (Married Buddie, PWP | 5K | Explicit): Eddie has a thing for Buck's big dick.

one is one too many, one more is never enough by 42hrb / @exhuastedpigeon (Drunk Confession | 2K | Teen): They say hangovers get worse as you get older. Buck never believed that until his first hangover in his thirties hit him like a fucking freight train. He had vowed to never get that drunk again. And he’d kept that promise to himself for over a year. That all changed at Maddie and Chimney’s wedding. He’d like it noted that it wasn’t his fault that he got so drunk. He hadn’t had any of the mimosas that were flowing while Maddie and her bridal party got ready because he didn’t want to risk anything going wrong when he walked Maddie down the aisle. In fact, he hadn’t had a drink until after he gave his speech. 

🔥 Don't Push Me So Far Away I Can't Reach You by giselleslash (Friends With Benefits | 12K | Mature): or the one where Buck thinks he and Eddie are just friends with benefits so he pushes Eddie to date other people because he’s an idiot

if you keep reachin' out (then I'll keep comin' back) by 42hrb / @exhuastedpigeon (Getting Together | 2K | Teen): It probably wasn’t the best idea to flirt with Buck before a rescue but Eddie couldn’t help himself. He’d been struggling with keeping his feelings for Buck locked down for months now, maybe even longer if he was honest with himself. 

i love you, ain't that the worst thing you've ever heard? by rarakiplin (gmontys)/ @hoediaz (Post-Shooting | 9K | Teen): or, in which eddie's will reveal is a love confession, and buck takes a second to catch up

🔥 maybe love won't let you down by sibylsleaves (Season 5B, Getting Together | 15K | Mature): Buck tells Eddie he’s in love with him. Eddie pines. or, five times eddie watches buck leave, and the one time he goes after him

Rope 'n Ride by rosebuddiekin/ @giddyupbuck (PWP | 2K | Explicit): Or: Eddie rides Buck wearing the cowboy hat.

WIP

search history by forgottenwords (Getting Together | 8/10 | 11K | Explicit): Eddie opened the Safari app to find a specific recipe Buck was looking for, but something was already typed in the search box. Beefy blonde twink gets railed by— Buck's voice calls out from the kitchen “Did you find it yet?” and Eddie hastily closes the tab, opening another with a surprising speed from someone considered technologically illiterate. As close as they were, he’d never had a thought about the type of ‘adult entertainment’ Buck was partial to. Now, it was all he could think about.

🔥 Things We're All Too Young to Know by @cal-daisies-and-briars (Canon, S1 through S6 | 107/? | 296K | Mature): This is a love story. Even if it doesn’t always look like it. Even if it doesn’t always feel like it. A look back on Eddie and Buck's lives up to now, and what led them to each other, interpreted from the current 9-1-1 canon.

🔥 and if i bleed (you'll be the last to know) by diazchristopher/ @captain-hen (Canon Divergent Season 6, Friends with Benefits | 5/18 | 23K | Explicit): or, an alternate look at season 6 where buck and eddie have been casually sleeping together since before the beginning of the season. somehow, this changes both everything and nothing at all.

Winter Prayer by Daisies_and_Briars/ @cal-daisies-and-briars (Road Trip, Buck&Bobby&May | 1/3 | 5K | General): When a work conflict prevents Athena from accompanying Bobby to Minnesota for the ten year anniversary of his family dying, Buck and May offer to go instead. Over the course of the trip, they all learn more about each other, and Bobby faces his grief.

(when i die) i'll die loving you by lecornergirl / @clusterbuck (The Good Place Fusion | 1/? | 2K | Teen): OR: buck and eddie are in the afterlife, and they're soulmates. but it's not quite that simple.

Kiss Me Once Cause You Know I Had A Long Night by I_still_dont_understand_13 / @sherlockcrossing (Prompt collection | 21/? | 14K | Teen): 100 kiss prompts.

22. 82. Whispering "I love you" in-between kisses  23. 1. Whispering "kiss me" to your lover  24. 18. Grabbing your lover by the collar 

[dusty-siltstrider]

Alright I'm properly boozed and decently numbed. I promised to bitch excessively on here if our boy became a name on a missing poster. Here the fuck I am.

For reference I'm focusing on Viktor and Jayce here. More than enough has been said about everyone else. Y'all ate good. Let us starve in peace. Lots of this comes from lengthy discussions on the Viktor Nation disc.

To start - no, Viktor does not appear in the new trailer. I'm sorry, he just doesn't. Not even a voice line which should have been pretty fucking easy. Over at Viktor Nation we spent nearly an hour going over the trailer frame by frame brightening shit to see if he shows. He does not. No, not even a far-off shot of his arm. We got more Viktor in the teaser from two months ago than the official trailer.

However...

100% Glorious Evolved. Fingerprints around their faces match what appears to be Viktor face-grabbing that Shimmer addict from the teaser trailer. Similar rune carvings. This is his cult. Which uhh right off the bat is much different from any other interpretations?

Basically confirms they're going all-in on runic magic for Viktor and largely veering away from classic Machine Herald. Which I have feelings about. That will be reserved for the season itself once we see it play out.

And before any smartasses come in with "lol at least you got a shot of his feet" jokes those definitely aren't his. Just one of the random cultists floating judging by the angling. And Viktor's would be full grape Fanta. The silvery/gold texture is interesting. Some kind of manipulation of metal through magic?

Don't even.

Also been seeing a lot on the shadowy golden-eyed figure and we figured that's near-certainly not him either.

Looks sick, I'll admit. I kinda hope it's him, in fact. Most likely not him. Face shape is slightly too squared off, ears stick out too far, yes I went in deep on skull shape for this and I'm at least 75% sure that ain't him. And Viktor's magical influence/Hexcore spookiness has been defined by purple sinews and more organic forms than this more fantastical shadow tendril thing. This seems to be a new force entirely.

I won't discount it outright since Viktor's eyes are indeed associated with gold/amber but for all I know this could be Mel. Eye socket shape/nose does vaguely match. And Viktor's eyes would likely lean more towards a purple voidy glow in S2 if they're going all-in on the Hex Core.

Possible Jayce cameo? Very obviously meant to be his wristband gem, maybe somehow got fused with his skin. The grip on the object appears heavy so it's not Viktor's cane/staff. Could very well be the Viktor/Jayce confrontation since if you squint there might a robed figure standing in front of that weird fuckin magic doodad.

Speaking of...

Saw a pretty interesting post from @nylloth saying this could be Viktor's "hospital" or maybe some kind of Glorious Evolved temple. It does resemble the fucked up glowing sinewy appearance of the Hex Core so perhaps some kind of hallucination or vision that Viktor is having of his potential. Would love to hear more thoughts on that though. It's very obviously related to "the Arcane" as a broader more mysterious force.

Wanted to be angrier here but I'm honestly just disappointed. Which is ass because pit fighter Vi and Ekko and revolutionary Jinx are all things I'm genuinely looking forward to but I can't rally it. I'm very glad everyone else ate good though. Does indeed look sick and I'm still excited. Pit fighter Vi especially. Holy fuck. But I'm just too bummed out about Viktor, call that dramatic or childish but idc it's how it is.

Be stingy about appearances and character designs but it could not have been difficult to include a single voice line. Don't even bother including it in the show, get a couple trailer-only lines or a "Glorious Evolution" or SOMETHING. Don't give me that "well their fates are still ambiguous" No they aren't lmao they just aren't. By this point everyone knows Jayce and Vik live and 50/50 on Mel.

If Viktor had not appeared in that teaser TWO MONTHS ago for like 2 seconds then it would be reasonable to assume he got erased from the show entirely lol. We have a shot of his arm to go off of until we hopefully get a proper Viktor poster. Cool. Nice arm.

That is all. For now. Please refrain from discussing leaks. I don't need any more temptation.

[royall-ass]

Richieeeee Richie Richieeee

YIPPIE YIPPIE

I love how much of a smartass he is?? a lot of the fandom mischaracterizes him (tbh sometimes i do to) but hes such an asshole 😭😭 like he tries to cool but hes a cringe loser i hate him /j /pos

Sometimes the lines he has… they send chills down my spine. Specifically the anime love pillows one 😭

”No he thinks the ghost is real, he’s just really fucking brave!”

PETE AND RICHIE!!!! God the way Richie fucking says shit to him and is such a jerk i love him 😭😭 i feel like despite always hating on each other they’re actually so close. Also Richie and Jason!!!! I need more of them together

Heh,,,, call me crazy,,,,, you’ll never believe what im abt to say, not in a million years,,,,, take a wild guess,,,,,,,,,, michie 😈😈😈 (this is sarcasm i love michie and theyre everything to me and and and)

Richie and Ruth 😞 they just have such a sibling dynamic that i cant see them together. Also the fact that Richie wingmans her by telling Pete to hit it and quit it

One time he gave out a bunch of invites to his birthday in fifth grade and nobody showed up because it was anime themed. Grace showed up but left quickly because she said it was sinful. Pete and Ruth would have gone but they had dance class that day

Idk if I really have any unpopular opinions??? maybe just how despite how much i love him he does sometimes say stuff that like i have to pause snd think about but like i think thats the point. Like for when Steph grabs him by the collar. It’s weird, but his character is weird. You’re supposed to love how nerdy and loser core he is

Okay this song is him AND Max, but idc,,, Jason by Bonnie Parker. I don’t need to elaborate just go listen to it and you’ll get what I mean (this is strictly for a michie headcanon but oh well)

And for my fav pictureee,.,,,,

HE JUST LOOKS SO COOL HERE SHAHGS

okay ty for ur time

[lurkingshan]

I Feel You Linger in the Air: Novel vs Drama 

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Happy IFYL special day! While I wait (not so) patiently for the special episode to become available for international viewers, I thought I would stop being lazy and get around to writing up my thoughts on the adaptation choices of the drama now that I’ve finally had a chance to read the original novel. 

First, let me just say: the novel is so fun. I’m so glad folks like @clairedaring and @pharawee talked about it on here and @waitmyturtles read it first and told me to jump on it, because I’ve had a really hard time with poorly translated y novels before and was definitely skeptical. But the story was excellent and the English translation was really solid, so a great time was had by all and I wasn’t even salty about spending eighteen American dollars on it. I didn’t think the novel was perfect (turtles can attest I had a few LOUD complaints) but it was a very enjoyable read. Shoutout to @bengiyo, @neuroticbookworm, and @wen-kexing-apologist as well for listening to me rant about Tee’s choices as I made my way through the novel. Bonus: if you have the chance to read this novel while vacationing in Thailand surrounded by plumeria trees and romantic scenery, I highly recommend. 

So, with that established, let’s talk about the adaptation! Adapting novels to a visual medium always comes with a lot of choices, and it’s not easy to make everything translate effectively. On the other hand, a live action drama can make some of what’s on the page feel even more vivid and new elements can be introduced that add to the canon. I’m on the record as both loving this show and feeling like there were some significant missteps in the writing, so I really wanted to understand the source material and how some of those choices were made. So here’s your spoiler alert for IFYL’s adaptation: it’s a real mixed bag of choices from our dear frenemy Tee Bundit, and all in service of one clear goal. 

I Feel You Linger in the Air, but Make It Sadder!

I’m going to break down the details below, but this is the TL; DR right here. Every choice Tee made in this adaptation was in service of transforming a relatively light and often comedic time travel romp into a story of deep melancholy and a thorough examination of queer pain. This is Tee’s whole schtick, so we can hardly be surprised; and yet I was kind of taken aback by how stark the difference in these stories felt even as a lot of the plot stayed the same. During the drama’s airing @respectthepetty talked about how this show was just too damn sad for her, and I gotta say, she was definitely picking up what Tee was putting down. YMMV on how sad you like your romance, but Tee Bundit is a very sad boy indeed.

Jom

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Let’s start here, because this is definitely my biggest grievance with Tee: he removed most of Jom’s personality from the book in order to give us a flatter, sadder version of him that fit better with a much more melancholy vision for this story. As it turns out, Jom was originally written to be smart, sassy, and very funny (h/t to @stuffnonsenseandotherthings whose post on this really got me interested in reading to see the difference). Novel Jom is a smartass who never misses the opportunity to work in a salty comment or express his frustration when things aren’t going his way, and he’s such an active character. He does not just sit back and let things happen to him; he thinks and he struggles and he tries. By comparison, show Jom just feels… vaguely confused, mildly depressed, and wildly passive most of the time. This is by no means a knock on Nonkul, who is a fantastic performer—these are clearly writing and directing choices and he is interpreting the character as instructed.

And it’s not just the removal of his core personality, either. Jom in the book has emotional intelligence and a stronger sense of connection to others. For one, he actually cares that Eung Phueng is his sister! Throughout the book, we see him dedicate time and energy to finding ways to care for his sister despite their different social stations; this dynamic is completely absent from the show, where Jom doesn’t even seem to remember Eung Phueng has his sister’s face most of the time. This was a major hole in the show and I still don’t really understand why Tee dropped the ball on it when there was so much material to drawn from in the book.

Winner: The novel, hands down. If you take nothing else away from this post, please take it as a recommendation to read the novel so you can experience Real Jom in all his sassy glory.

The Mythology 

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Now, I can’t really claim that either the novel or the show does a fantastic job with the mythology, because there’s a lot of hand waving in either case and some definite plot holes. But I will give the book credit for being upfront from the start: it didn’t really intend to explain it beyond giving us a little preamble about wormholes (yes, wormholes!) and for having Jom actually notice and care (and get very amusingly frustrated) that he didn’t understand what the wormhole wanted him to do or how to control it. He actually tried quite a lot in the book to figure it out, rather than just sitting around gazing morosely into the distance. In the end, the book tells us that Yai vowed to love Jom at first sight in every lifetime, which is a vow he made after the wormhole brought Jom to him but somehow affects the times that had already happened from our perspective. It’s a paradox that doesn’t fully make sense, but it is at least an explanation.

The show, by contrast, intentionally added layers to this mystery that it had no intention of resolving. The drawings opening up connections to the present, the ghostly visages haunting the characters, the glimpses of Jom in the future doing things we never saw in the original timeline, Mustache Yai kissing Jom in the water—all show inventions, and all setting up an expectation that some sense would be made of these clues. Which of course, never happened. Instead, these things were used to contribute to the spooky scary vibe and make everything feel sadder, and the show offered no explanation at all for why any of this happened.

Winner: It’s a draw since neither really did it well, but I’m staying salty with Tee for fucking with me.

Family Drama 

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Here is where we get into some of the stuff Tee added to the story that actually worked pretty well. One very smart adaptation choice: he made Yai and Eung Phueng siblings so that Yai would have a reason to be more involved in their household and able to interact much more with Jom in the early parts of the story; in the novel there is no connection between the households and Yai and Jom barely interact for the first several months after Jom arrives in the past. He also added a lot of family drama in the back half of the show: the struggles with Yai’s father, the shady uncle, the plot to force Yai to marry, and the big confrontation over Robert’s misdeeds are all show inventions, likely added both to pad out the story and make the relationship harder and sadder, and because he was looking for an alternate source of conflict since he was not doing Part 2 of the book (which takes place once Jom is yanked away again and shot back to the Commander Yai time period). 

Another major change from the novel to the show: in the novel, Yai’s plans to go study abroad were already set before Jom even got there, not something he won as a consolation in a negotiation over marriage. Which has some implications I’ll get into in the next section.

Winner: The drama, where the family dynamics were much more thoroughly explored. 

The Romance 

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As I mentioned above, Tee made a smart choice in bringing Yai more firmly into Jom’s orbit early in the story, but unfortunately, he didn’t do much with that advantage and actually failed to use some of what the novel gave him to work with. In the novel, Jom is much more aware of the attraction between him and Yai, very attuned to Yai’s flirting and their age gap, very aware of his own growing attachment to Yai, and thinking through the implications of all of it as it grows, which is a more natural and believable build up to their romance than in the show, where Jom seems distracted and unaware of Yai’s affections until they suddenly start jumping each other. That lack of romantic development in the show (which we discussed even as it was airing) was not because the material was not there for Tee to use in the book; he simply had other priorities and neglected to build it properly in show time.

That said, I have to give major credit to Tee for how he handled the romance once our leads were together and intimately involved. First, he really brought some of the scenes that were in the book to life in a way that still has me shook, like Yai’s drunken poetry recitation (credit must also be given to Bright for his eye work in that and many other scenes, what a stunner). And on top of that, the drama has some of the best physical intimacy scenes I have ever seen in any drama, full stop, and that is nearly all Tee and his creative team. He used elements from a few scenes in the book, but he remixed and amplified them to be a lot more powerful, and certainly much more artful and sensual than the sex scenes in the book. That olive oil masturbation scene? The show gets full credit, and the way the direction, editing, and performances so vividly painted their attraction to each other still gives me shivers when I think about it.

But anyway, back to bitching about Tee: one of the scenes that really stuck out for me like a sore thumb in the romance arc in the show was when Yai learns he will be going abroad and he and Jom discuss it in a curiously flat and emotionless way, with Yai acting like it’s no big deal for them to be separated for three years. I mentioned above that this was a change from the book: in the novel Yai was already set to go abroad before he ever met Jom, it was not a new surprise that came about after they were together. They discuss Yai’s impending departure twice in the book; once when Jom is still only Yai’s majordomo, and then once again when they are lovers. As you can imagine, the emotional tenor of these two scenes are quite different. And Tee used the wrong one for the show! I almost threw the book at the wall when I realized I was reading the verbatim dialogue from that scene in the show in the context of Yai and Jom hardly knowing each other yet, and then again when I got to the second conversation that was actually appropriate for two lovers who do not want to be parted. That has to be one of the most senseless adaptation mistakes I have ever seen. Tee Bundit, what is wrong with you!!

Lastly for this section, I will just note that the very long, drawn out goodbyes between Yai and Jom are also a show invention. In the book, Jom gets yanked to the next time period with no warning shortly after they get together and begins his next adventure with another Yai. Since Tee was ending the show here in this time period, he went in a different direction, having Jom and Yai much more aware of Jom fading and anticipating a separation so that he could (say it with me) make everything sadder. His choice to wallow for two entire episodes in sorrow and melancholy and to put much heavier focus on Yai’s despair was entirely his own, and so very on brand.  

Winner: It’s a draw. The book definitely writes the romantic arc more holistically and doesn’t have any of the missteps the drama does, but the show is so artful and the parts it gets right are so good I will remember them for the rest of my life. And I can’t pretend I’m not an angst monster at heart, so Tee’s sad af vision totally worked on me.

Sides and Queer Community

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Here is where Tee’s adaptation really shines, and I know others have discussed these changes before so I won’t go too deep on the details. But I absolutely have to give Tee props for taking tiny threads for these side characters in the books and building them into whole people that we actually care about. Especially in the case of Ming and Fong Kaew, Tee really made something of their extremely thin book stories to turn them into fan favorite characters with real growth arcs. I do think the book was better in the way it handled the fated connection between Fong Kaew and Khamsaen, but everything else about Fong Kaew’s story was deepened by the show. And Tee gets credit for adding so many meaningful stories for women characters in the first place, let alone developing a lesbian romance for Eung Pueng and Maey. He picked up on a tiny bit of subtext for underdeveloped characters in the book and ran with it, and it really enhanced the story. 

He also used side characters as a means to make this story feel all around more queer, not only by including additional queer romances but by building out a real sense of community and solidarity among the queer characters. Not only the addition of nods to real queer history, but the speakeasy, James’s explicit queerness, and Nuey the Green Queen are all Tee additions to the canon that really enhanced the story.

Winner: The drama and it’s not close. Well done, Tee!

That Ending

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One of my biggest interests in reading the novel was seeing how the ending with modern Yai is explained in the original source material, because I found the drama version of that scene so lacking. Well, it turns out, the novel did pretty much the same thing! The ending sequence of the book is even shorter than the scene in the show and similarly offers zero explanation for this new version of Yai or how he knows Jom before they jump each other and the story concludes. The main narrative ends there and the book then tacks on an epilogue explaining who this new Yai is, and it reads like an afterthought. Honestly, it felt to me like the writer ran out of steam and just didn’t bother to finish the story, and Tee did exactly the same thing. Which is kind of infuriating, because being able to fix stuff like that is one of the best things about a good adaptation. 

Winner: Absolutely no one, my kingdom for a proper ending to this story.

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So, my conclusions? 1) Tee Bundit is the saddest creator in Thai bl, hands down; 2) It’s a draw between which version of this story is better. The novel and drama both have different strengths and significant flaws, but both versions are compelling and had me on the edge of my seat. I highly recommend the book to anyone who is missing the show and wants another chance to revisit these characters, plus the added bonus of seeing Jom wrangle Commander Yai, something we are unlikely to ever see on our screens (though hope springs eternal besties!). If you do decide to give it a read, come talk to me about it! 

[thefallennightmare]

Moment of Weakness-two

*credit to whoever created the gif. found on google/Pinterest *

Pairings: Mob!Bucky Barnes x reader

Warnings: language, smut, angst, fluff, affair, cheating, violence.

Summary: Reader is the assistant to New York's most feared mob boss, James Buchanan Barnes. He had the picture-perfect life: status in the mob, friends, and beautiful wife. So why can't he keep his mind and eyes off of reader?

Authors Notes: Tags are open if you're interested!

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The winter air of New York brushed past me as I quickly entered the office, shaking off the cold and snow from my hair. The weekend had come to an end, a lonely and quiet weekend, so I was glad to be back at work. As I closed the distance between the front door and my desk, I was shocked when my eyes landed on the figure sitting in my chair. 

“Oh, I didn’t know you were taking over my job today. I could have stayed home in my warm bed,” I joked. 

Bucky smiled. “My job is one thing but there’s no way I could do what you do.” 

I hung up my jacket and bags on the coat rack that was behind my desk. “Do you need me to do something?” 

“I had a few minutes before my first meeting so I wanted to check in with you, see how you’re doing.” 

“So far so good,” I nodded. “It’s easy work.” 

Bucky’s brow peaked while he leaned back in the chair. “Oh really?”

My one hand sprawled on the desk while I leaned into it, the other hand on my hip. 

“I thought that since I was working for a mob gang that I would be cleaning up blood or hiding bodies but all I’ve done is run coffee and make copies.” 

I shrugged; eyes locked with Bucky’s. “Maybe you’re a big softy, who knows.” 

The sarcasm was evident in my voice. 

A low chuckle rumbled from Bucky’s chest and he slowly stood, the height of him towered over me. His bright eyes shined as he slowly licked his lips, our faces so close but not close enough. I could feel my heart jump into my throat causing my breath to get caught. 

He smelled over cedarwood, like the outdoors, and it comforted me almost instantly. 

“Has anyone ever told you that you can be a smartass?” His voice was low, husky, and it caused my core to twitch. 

I cleared my throat. “Once or twice.” 

The air shifted around us as his hand began to slowly raise, ready to move the loose strand of hair that fell into my eyes. I sucked in a breath as I felt his soft touch tuck it behind my ear, his vibranium fingers lingering on the skin of my neck. 

My fingers spread over his wide chest and I marveled at the way it felt beneath. They began to graze down but the front door opened, her petite voice calling for Bucky. I hurriedly stepped away from him, creating enough distance between us. 

“I brought breakfast!” Natasha smiled while holding up a brown bag. 

Bucky’s gaze stayed on me for a few moments before looking towards his wife and plastered a smile on his face. “I didn’t know you were coming by.” 

They shared a kiss which caused me to look down at my feet, suddenly feeling very out of place. 

“You rushed out this morning and you didn’t eat so I thought I would surprise you.”

It was almost as if she was avoiding me, not bothering to look my way, which I didn’t find myself complaining about. As they shared yet another kiss, I did my best to leave them be, but my feet haltered when Bucky’s voice sounded in my ears. 

“Can you cancel my first meeting?” 

I raised a brow. “Are you sure? It’s with Mr. Stark and he’s been trying to get a meeting with you for the last month.” 

Bucky cursed with his hands on his hips. 

“I’m sure he would understand, right? Breakfast with your wife should come first,” Natasha said. 

I couldn’t stop the way my eyes rolled. 

“I can see if he’s fine with meeting later. You’ve got an hour free for lunch. I don’t think it’ll take that long, right?” I suggested. 

The smile that pulled at Bucky’s lips made my heart flutter. 

“That should work. Thank you, Y/N.” 

I watched with sad eyes as the two of them walked into his office, his hand on her lower back. 

“Hi, Mr. Stark. This is Y/N calling from Mr. Barnes office again. Something came up and he won’t be able to make his ten o'clock meeting. I’m wondering if there was any way we could push it back to one this afternoon. Give me a call back at this number. Thank you.” 

I hung up the phone and rubbed my eyes with a sigh. I had spent the last hour trying to get a hold of Mr. Stark, only to be met with his voicemail. 

“Hopefully he gets the voicemail before it’s too late,” I grumbled to myself. 

Suddenly, there was a noise coming from the wall behind me and when the sound of a woman moaning grazed my ears, my stomach fell into the pits of my stomach. 

“Oh, Bucky. It's so good.” 

I cleared my throat and did my best to block out their moans, keeping my attention on my work.

You wish it was you, though. 

I mentally smacked the thought away and hummed a tune to myself. It worked for a bit; the moans started to sound farther away. 

“Is Bucky busy?” 

I looked away from my computer and gave Steve a warm smile. “Yeah, Natasha is-.” 

We both heard a very loud crash followed by Bucky’s deep moans. It caused my insides to burn and I discreetly adjusted myself, hoping the itch would subside. I remembered the feeling of his vibranium fingers on the skin of my neck and I bit the inside of my cheek to keep the moan quiet.

“How long has that been going on?” Steve nodded behind me. 

“Way too fucking long,” I grumbled.

He noticed that I had been bothered by the sounds coming from Bucky’s office so Steve sat on the edge of my desk next to me and looked down towards me.

“I need your honest opinion about something,” he said, stretching out his long legs. 

I leaned back in my chair while looking up at him. “About?” 

Steve ran a hand through his long hair in an attempt to get it out of his face. “I’ve been thinking about cutting my hair back to how it used to be; short.” 

My eyes doubled in size. “No way. You can't. I can’t even imagine you with short hair and clean shaven.” 

Steve chuckled and scratched at his beard. “It used to be my look back in the day.” 

I snorted. “Back in the day? How old are you?” 

“Way too old, I feel,” he laughed with me. 

“But honestly, don’t cut your hair,” I said while raising to my feet. My fingers messed with his long locks. “I like it this way.” 

His chest rumbled in bliss as I gently scratched his head and his fingers ghosted over my thigh. 

“What are you doing tonight?” Steve asked. 

My fingers were now twirling in the ends of his hair. “Are you asking me out, Rogers?” 

He shrugged. “One drink?” 

I gnawed on my bottom lip, weighing the decision in my mind. There was chemistry between us, it would be wrong to deny myself that especially since the one my heart had yearned for was unavailable. 

The door clicked open behind me, Natasha and Bucky walking out. She was busy fixing her blouse that she didn’t notice Steve and I; Bucky, however, did. 

Bucky’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight of us, Steve’s hand on my hip while I continued to mess with the hairs at the back of his neck. 

“What’s going on here?” He questioned. 

Steve sighed. “Impeccable timing as always, Buck.” 

I stood frozen in Steve’s grasp, unable to move because of the look Bucky was giving me. I went to explain but the front door now opened and I groaned when I saw who walked in. 

“Mr. Stark, did Y/N not call you?” Bucky questioned the man while extending his vibranium hand. 

He shook Bucky’s hand while shaking his head. “Tony, please. And I never got a phone call. Is everything alright?” 

“I called you a few times and left you a voicemail about rescheduling your meeting today,” I informed him. 

The anger radiated off of Bucky as he turned his attention towards Natasha, laying a kiss on her lips. “I’ll call you later, alright?” 

She nodded and bid all of us a quick goodbye, leaving through the door Tony arrived in. 

“Well, it’s a good thing I’m free now,” Bucky extended his arm towards his office. “Shall we?” 

Tony nodded and walked into the office. 

Bucky’s eyes landed back on me and Steve. “Are you going to join us, Steve or are you too preoccupied with Y/N?” 

My shoulders fell at the tone of his voice. He was clearly upset that I had decided to flirt with Steve and not continue my work. 

Steve sighed. “Of course not. Punk.” 

He punched Bucky’s shoulder before he disappeared into the office. 

“I swear I left Mr. Stark a voicemail asking to reschedule,” I explained. 

Bucky took a step towards me and I felt the heat from him engulf around us. His breathing was slow but erratic. 

“I’d suggest you keep your mind on your work and not flirt with the men that work here,” his voice was low. 

I scoffed. “Excuse me?” 

Bucky went to speak but Tony appeared in the doorway and pointed between us. 

“Should I come back? This seems like it needs to be discussed.” 

“No,” Bucky kept his eyes trained on me. “We will finish this later.” 

All I did was nod as I watched Bucky walk into the office now with Tony and let the door slam behind him. 

[madame-fear]

*ೃ༄ 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐒 𝐕𝐄𝐋𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍 .ೃ࿐

: ̗̀➛ In general terms Lucerys can either be more submissive or dominant depending on his mood. Most of the times, he'll be the more timid, submissive type of boy that will let you do anything you wish to him - but if Luke's feeling like a cocky, teasy little shit then he'll be more dominant.

: ̗̀➛ Whenever he's submissive, he'll allow you and is willing to do literally anything you wish. Want to tie his hands as to tease him and take control of him? Fine with him. Want to edge him as to keep him longer under your dominance? Painful, but he'll dreadfully enjoy it. Want to leave hickeys and bite marks all over his skin? Oh, he's more than willing to give you such carnal access.

: ̗̀➛ Don't be surprised if Lucerys' a whining, moaner boy. At first, he'll be a bit shy to loudly moan whenever you slightly stimulate him; but the more used he gets to having intimacy with you, the more used you'll be to hearing him moan in a whimpering tone. Begging for your touch, even.

: ̗̀➛ ^ Begging, pleading, praising you; anything like that, literally. He'll press soft kisses all over your thighs and stomach while continously praising you just so you can continue on touching him, and finally making him painlessly cum after edging him.

: ̗̀➛ He'll prefer to have you riding him and taking control of his body, or just have you riding his face. If you ride his face, he'll be more than glad to give you the most pleasure because he's your good little dragon boy. His hands would be firmly gripping on your thighs, and releasing muffled moans as he delicately and tenderly eats you out and savours all of your own wetness.

: ̗̀➛ Being in a submissive mood, he'll allow you to give him wet tongue kisses, bite his lower lip occasionally between fervid kisses, have you biting and nibbling on the softest spots of his neck as he sweetly moans for you, and would most of all, enjoy having your thumb harshly running across his lower lip whenever you leave bitemarks on any part of his skin (neck, chest, jawline, etc).

: ̗̀➛ Having Lucerys in a submissive state is such an adorable little thing. Whimpers, soft huffs, pleas, tons of desperate needy kisses all for you, and his face entirely becoming an intense rosy shade whenever you praise, congratulate him, or even call Luke 'your good boy'.

: ̗̀➛ But when Lucerys is feeling moody, teasy, or like a smartass? Oh, he'll be an absolute dominant little fiery dragon. He won't wait a single second, and will practically rip off your clothing once both of you are alone in your quarters.

: ̗̀➛ Eating you out, fingering you, giving/receiving head, kink plays; all of those things could happen in one night, and that won't be enough. It would be rougher than usual, and it would be enough to make wet noises that echo through your chambers whenever he shoves himself inside your moist core.

: ̗̀➛ Though Luke likes the missionary because he gets to be on top of you and observe every little nuance in your face whenever he hits a deep spot, he prefers fucking you from behind. That way he gets to press your sweaty back against his own sweaty, bare chest and even get to nibble on your neck while he thrusts inside of you.

: ̗̀➛ Also, it would be a fun position for his hand to slip to your stomach and ascend to your breasts, playing with then while he's on top of you, biting and kissing your neck, pleasuring you from behind. Also fingers in mouth to muffle your moans would be a thing with him, accompanied of tons of teasing.

: ̗̀➛ When he's on that dominant mood and being fully on top of you (like missionary, coughcough) he'd love to delicately kiss, and slightly bite your breasts as he pushes a finger or two inside of you before shoving his size. No shame in leaving hickeys on your cleavage or tits.

: ̗̀➛ Of course, he'll love releasing his sticky discharge inside of you because it feels more satisfying in a way; but I think he'll prefer seeing you covered in his cum.

: ̗̀➛ cumfest (insert tm symbol lmao)

: ̗̀➛ Cum all over your stomach, thighs, legs, chest, tits, neck, jawline, face, and even inside your mouth. There's a big chance he'll get even hornier seeing you covered in his cum, it's like establishing his dominance somehow.

: ̗̀➛ When Luke's all feral mode I think he'll be more of a foul, vulgar mouth. Profanity to the extreme, and no doubt he'll be the one calling you 'his good girl' or 'his little princess' this time.

: ̗̀➛ And how gratifying it is for him to hear you loudly moan his name, caring less whether or not a maid, guard, or someone else hears you screaming from pleasure.

: ̗̀➛ Overall whether he's dominant or submissive there are big tight, warm cuddles after sex, and tons of questions whether you're okay or not. Even if he can be a bit dominant at times, he's still a sweet angel that cares for his treasure — which is you — and just wants you to have a good time with him, rather than get hurt/feel uncomfortable. ♡

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